The Art Of Seduction

Gentle Hands

The two figures that stood on the statues of their own looks, glared at each other. A war that has been going on for years, now being concluded in a final, heated battle.

But of the side stood two girls looking at the scene in horror and sadness, both clinging to each other for support.

"Sakura-Chan..." the white-eyed girl whispered out, the pinknette clinched her fist.

"We didn't fail yet Hinata, this is a life or death situation, Tsuande said that if we ever got killed here we would be sent back to our times..."

Hinata looked up at Sakura in fear "Y-you don't mean?"

"Yes Hinata I do, in order to stop them we have to kill ourselves...its hard I know, but....let us realize that this for the future"

Hinata shivers and nods slowly letting go of Sakura "Then we must take the pill..."

Sakura pulled out a bag, she pulled out a small bottle before taking out two red pills. She sighed "Close your eyes and tell them"

She looked up at Madara, the man who had her heart. She was now going to make him suffer for the things he did.

Hinata looked at Hashirama, the man have her everything in order to have her love. Now he was going to lose, in order to pay for the price he took.

Both girls sighed, they looked at each other, eyes brining with tears and took a glup before swallowing the pill.

Hinata laid down next to Sakura clutching the necklace that Hashirama gave to her as a gist for their marriage, Sakura holding close to the cloth that Madara gave her sewed in the Uchiha crest.

Both girls let the tears roll down their face before smiling 'The future...never looked brighter' was all Sakura could think.

They fell asleep, for good.

~▪~

Sakura jumped up in fright, she was coughing up. She her breath was ragged and she was covered in sweat.

She looked at around her and saw it was her old room, she realized she was back in the future.

She sighed and let the tears flow freely, how could she recover from this. Her and Hinata, have been through so much.

She laid back down and clutched her blanket "A few more hours, a few more hours....and I'm ok..."

Hinata was going through the same thing, silently weeping at her lost "one more day, just let me rest more..." She whispered out.

~▪~

"The Tale of the Heartbroken Wives"

This tale has been told in many years in Konoha, being well known that a holiday was created around them two wives by the founders themselves.

The story follows the two women named Sakuya Haru and Hinami Hyuga, the wives of the founders.

It's said that when the war was happening the wives went to a great deal of heart break and depression, during the final face off the founders found both their wives laying on the found dead.

The founders went into grief and were reminded everyday the suffering they put their wives, clan, and the village through.

A holiday was dedicated to them, calling the day of motherhood. The wives were known for being caring and motherly to all.

The holiday is celebrated everyday, a memorial placed in honor of the wives.

~▪~

"Sakura! ARE you getting up anytime soon?" Her mother called out to her, her low voice called out "No....im Not feeling well today"

With that she went back to sleep, clutching the blankets with her.

The dreams were memorys, of the time she spent with Madara.

~Flashback~

"Sakuya?" She turned over to her husband who had come home from his meeting, she was tired, she did nothing really today.

"Ah...Anata you're home, dinners is on the table for you" she whispered out, her tired voice didn't make Madara feel better.

"Go to sleep Sakuya, I'll join you in a few.."

Sakuya shook her head "I-i have to clean your dish and wash up-"

"Sakuya, it's ok I'll take care of it, go wash up and go sleep"

Sakuya nodded slowly, pulling herself to the wash room. She washed herself and dressed herself in fine silk.

She laid onto the futon resting her head on the soft pillow, her eyes were closing slowly and fast. She ddint even notice her husband coming in.

She felt a lar ger weight come down on the futon and slowly turned around to see her husband.

"Anata.." "Sleep, I'm here" she turned around and faced her husband, snuggling against his chest.

Feeling him wrap his arms around her, led her to sleep easier

~End Of Flashback~

She slept easier, because of those memory.

Hinata found herself close to the large pillow, thinking it was...him who was holding her.

~Flashback~

She looked up at her husband, he was reading a scroll with the dull lamp light covering a small amount of the room.

She became bothered by this "Anata...please turn off the light" she whispered out.

Her husband sighed before closing the scroll and turning off the lamp, he said down held her close.

"Hinami, you know why I read the scrolls-"

"I know, but I can't sleep with that lamp on, please consider me sometimes too..."

With that the room fell silent, She felt the arms tighten around her.

"Do you feel...that I don't care about you much" her husband whispered out, she was frighten by this question.

But she pretended to be asleep, her eyes closed and her breath softy slowed.

Her husband sighed before pulling her more closer, it was funny.

She couldn't help want to answer that question, but for now...she was in the safety of her husbands arms.

~End Of Flashback~

Hinata clutched the pillow, oh how she wished it was him.

[End Of Chapter 1]