The car came to a stop, right at a gas station. Kimi turned around in the driver seat and stared at Hinata sternly. "Let me see." Hinata meeped and turned around, showing her back to the lady. A soft gasp could be heard from her.

It wasn't that bad, was it?

"Okay... Hinata, where did you get this wound?" Kimi lifted up the back of her shirt, making Hinata squeak and hold down the front. The purple eyed boy's gaze kind of scared her. It made her even more scared when he licked his lips, his eyes roaming up and down her body. She felt Kimi remove the blood soaked gauze from her back, she fought back a whimper as the burning air touched it. It was still fresh, he only gave her that wound earlier today.

"Spar... Father and I." Hinata whispered, mustering up her courage to peek at Kimi. The lady was digging under the front passenger seat, muttering under her breath. She came up with a roll fresh gauze. She kept gauze laying around?

"Your stitches look like they were done by a blind retarded monkey..." Kimi said quietly as she expertly wrapped up the wound, winding it around her torso with speed. Kimi murmured to herself, before pulling down her shirt, indicated she was done.

"My cousin Neji," She paused, her voice catching "He did them for me..." Both males seemed to tense, making her shy down. To hide it, Hinata turned around to face Kimi, trying her best to ignore the two males. It didn't work as their tension made the car heavy.

"Well, you're going to survive with this until we get home. Kakuzu will stitch you up." Hinata nodded as she watched Kimi start up the van and get on the road again. If he was good at it, did that mean he had to do it lots..? Was he a medical student? Why didn't the sight of the wound faze Kimi? When her little sister first seen it she started panicking. Kimi acted as if it was normal.

"Fuck, hey bitch?" The silver haired male poked her arm, making her look at him threw the veil of her bangs. "Why the fuck are you acting like that fucking gaping slash doesn't hurt like a whore?" His eyes were shinning. "Are you a fucking masochist too?" Hinata blinked, not understanding the word. He stared at her expectantly. She didn't know what it was, so she shook her head no.

"I'm... Just... Use to pain." She added, trying to make sense of herself.

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"KAKUZU! GET YOUR ASS DOWN STAIRS!" Kimi yelled, kicking the door open. Hinata watched her actions with wide eyes. Are all normal people like this?

"WHY SHOULD I?" A gruff male voice echoed from upstairs.

"I'LL GIVE YOU A PENNY!" Kimi boomed.

Silence.

As if he was teleported, a tall thickly build guy appeared in front of them. He had messy black hair and bright green eyes, his skin was darkly tanned and covered with... Tattoos? Stitch-like tattoos. And... He wasn't wearing a shirt. Hinata looked to the floor, her face heating up. She couldn't help she seen his well build body, or his toned muscles!

"Is it a shiny penny?" His deep voice rumbled, making her tense. His voice was like sandpaper, rough and raspy.

"Yes, it is shiny." Kimi flicked a penny at him, he caught it with ease and tucked it in his pocket.

"Who is this?" His green eyes turned to her, making her knees nock together. His gaze was intense, as if he could see everything about her. With a little hmph, he looked to Kimi again. She seemed to be the only one he really listened to.

"Shut the fuck up, Kakuzu. She needs stitches. Quit being a fucking nosey prick and fucking stitch the bitch up." The silver haired male growled, pushing her toward the tall stitched boy. Hinata meeped, her body freezing. Was she put onto display for him to eat? No... He seemed to be a medic of some sort, just a rather scary one.

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