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Hinata Hyuga's Curse - Page 24 - Nightmares or Something worse? - By Flame14 - Overview
Within her belly Hinata was not sharing Hanabi's enthusiasm for the situation. Her world had been reduced to the loud and churning cauldron that was Hanabi's stomach. Her Byakugan eyes allowed her to see in the dark, stifling organ though she wished she couldn't. Red soft pulsating walls moaned and shook at the pool of stomach juices sitting in the bottom of the belly began to fill up around her. She pounded the walls, cried for help, even pleaded for her life as the stomach acids rose. Panic was quick to set in as the fleshy walls began closing in giving her less and less room to move.

Eventually the flesh wrapped tightly against Hinatas body, it's strength keeping her in a fetal position as digestive acids covered the older girl and started pooling at the bottom of Hanabis stomach. Soon she would be literally swimming in acids, or maybe drowning in them would be a more accurate term.

Hinata could only cry while she kept trying to break free, stomach acids fizzling hungrily against her skin as fair creamy completion slowly started to turn an angry red. She could feel the painful sensation of her skin cracking and chipping away as the acids removed the moister from her bodies protective outer layer.

She realized that, no matter what, she was going to be dissolved having never become leader of the Hyuga clan, the changes she hoped to make toward equalizing the main and the branch families may never come to pass. Worse yet, she'd never have the chance to be in Naruto's loving embrace as more than a friend, or even get the chance to tell him how she felt about him.

She'd die, Naruto never loving her the way she did him. Never loving her the way he did Sakura.

The day went on and Hinata was slowly dissolved, her screams of pain falling upon Hanabis ears as nothing more then muffled noises or odd sounding glorps and gurgles as she fought to keep her head above the pooling acids.

Soon enough Hinatas skin was fully peeled away revealing another red layer underneath which cracked from the absence of water and quickly began liquefying under the acids constant assault. Her hair fell out in clumps, leaving spasticly placed strands of hair. Eventually she ran out of enough air to scream, resorting to only tired, painful mumbling wails which were easily covered by the loud groans and gurgles of Hanabi stomach. What was once considered an adorable and cute young girl with the potential to grow into epitome of beauty had been dissolved into a skeletal, red, corpse like thing that continued to struggle despite knowing full well that it was hopeless. Hanabis stomach continued to mount pressure against her, her dry bones creaking and cracking under the pressure after having been weakened so greatly by bathing in the acids. Eventually she was crushed into a ball, fully encased and submerged in acids, where her life was mercifully snuffed out and her body was crushed and dissolved into nutritious soup.
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"AAAAAHHHHHH! NO! AAAAHHHHHHH!"

They were all around her! The walls! Clenching, closing, crushing. She had to get out. She didn't know how, she didn't care how, she just had to get out now! She kicked, she thrashed, she pummeled at the great expanses of flesh pressing in all around her, but it was useless. Nothing she did worked, nothing gave out, nothing...

...Cold air blasted her face and blinding white light flooded her vision.

Hinata gasped in pain and she squeezed her eyes shut, the ocular orbs howling from the sudden sensation of light searing into them. She kept them like that for a moment, giving her pupils the time they desperately needed to adjust. Opening them slowly and slightly, she peered around at her surroundings. At the blank white walls around her. At the tatami floor beneath her. At the uncharacteristically ruffled futon to her side.

Is this...my room?

It was. It was her room in the Hyuga compound, just the way she always left it. And it seemed that in all her thrashing, she got herself tangled up in her quilt and rolled off her futon.

Was I dreaming? It felt so real.

Sitting up, Hinata peeled the blanket off her. It felt sticky and wet, and it clung to her form greedily...and for good reason. Every inch of the girl's skin was completely drenched. Just like she had been when she was swallowed...covered head to toe in saliva, acid, bile, and all other substances meant to melt flesh from bone....

Crying out in fear, Hinata violently swiped at her skin, trying to get as much of the vile fluid off of her. Get it off me get it off me GETITOFFME!

...

It's...only sweat.


Realizing the stupidity of her action, Hinata let herself fall sideways onto her futon. It's only sweat, she repeated. Her lips curled upward in a relieved smile It's only sweat! She would have laughed, heck, she even tried to, but all she could do was wince and cough as flares of pain etched their way down from the pit of her stomach to the back of her teeth. Her throat...kami, it was like someone just poured lava down it, it never felt so raw before. But then again, she never recalled screaming so loudly in her life either.

It was just a dream, Hinata. Just a dream. It's over now and you're awake again.

...

But it felt so real...
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