Okay, this is a story that I decided to start, since I'm still in the process of figuring out how I want to do my HidaHina story. I admit that I was inspired by Kuroshitsuji, and wanted to make a story similar to that. Some of the details are similar, but I wanted to change up a fair amount and make it more suited to how I wanted it. I just didn't want people to accuse me of 'ripping off someone else's work'. Here is the first chapter, so let me know what you think. I will continue based on how the reception is.

The Demon's Contract

Chapter 1

"You do understand just how crucial it is for you to learn this, correct?"

"Y-yes, Father," Hinata timidly replied. "I understand. If I am to take over someday, I-I need to know everything about the company." She dared not sit down on one of the lounge sofas in her father's office, for she feared that she'd doze off the second she got comfortable.

Hiashi glanced at his daughter, then over at the clock on the wall. It was nearly ten o'clock at night, and although she had not hinted towards it, he knew that Hinata was probably exhausted and just wanted to get to bed. She'd been up since five that morning, so it wasn't a surprise to him.

"Not just the company, Hinata. The mansion, all the estates that we own; everything. I won't be around forever, so it's important for you to learn every last little detail. Hanabi will be included more when she's older, but now that you're eighteen, you must take things more seriously."

"B-but I am," the indigo-haired girl protested.

"You've learned the informative aspect of the company, but you need to work on your social and business skills. Your stutter has decreased, but people are looking for confidence. As much as I hate to say it, being kind and honest isn't what will get you by in the real world," Hiashi explained. "I'm not trying to put you down, since those are not bad qualities to have. However, people are greedy and ruthless. They will do whatever it takes to get what they want, however they want. And you must do everything in your power to make sure that you are the one who comes out on top. If you want to succeed in life, you have to kill your emotions. And if we want to continue being one of the most successful automobile manufacturers in the country, then we can't allow anyone to get the better of us." He sighed and offered her a tired smile. "It's getting late. You should head to bed and get some rest. I've got a little more paperwork to finish up. We will go over this more in the morning, and I want you attend a conference with me as well. Prepare yourself."

Hinata nodded in understanding. "I will. Goodnight, Father." With that, she turned and left the office, heading down the long hallway to enter a different wing of the mansion.

It appeared that the servants had turned in for the night, as the majority resided within the staggering manor. The rest had either gone home or simply hadn't been scheduled to work that day. Regardless, the corridors were dimly illuminated by the moon as Hinata passed by several windows. Her mother had most likely retired for the night as well, probably reading one of her novels in bed.

"So, was Father lecturing you again?"

Hinata jumped slightly and whirled around to see her younger sister emerging from the bathroom that she'd just passed. "Oh, Hanabi. I didn't even see you there."

The thirteen year-old girl smirked at her older sister. "Heh, sorry. But you didn't answer my question."

"Yes, Father wanted to talk to me," Hinata told her. "Nothing different than usual."

"Oh." Hanabi didn't look convinced, feeling as though there was more to it. Still, she didn't feel like pressing the matter. "Well, don't work yourself too hard, Nee-chan. After all, Father might want you to take over someday, but you need time for yourself, too, ya know. Maybe you should look into getting a boyfriend. How about one of those Uchiha boys? They're pretty good-looking," she said with a suggestive wink.

Hinata blushed and shook her head. "N-no, I think I'm all set. Anyway, I'm tired and just want to get to sleep. You probably should, too. We have to be up bright an early like every other day," she added with a hint of dread.

"Well, at least you don't have Father bugging you about your grades," Hanabi muttered with annoyance. "According to him, I should do better, 'Just like your sister'," she quoted begrudgingly.

Hinata sighed. "You know that you're smart, too. You just need the motivation."

"I would have more motivation if Sensei wasn't so freaking boring," the younger girl mumbled as she rolled her eyes. "If he hired a hotter, more interesting sensei, then maybe I'd be more willing to pay attention."

"Goodnight, Hanabi," Hinata remarked with a small laugh, amused. "See you in the morning."

"Night."

The sisters parted ways and headed off towards their bedrooms. Upon entering her room, Hinata closed the door and began to undress. Despite her exhaustion, she resisted the urge to simply flop down onto her bed and pass out and showered instead. Once she had put on a white, sleeveless satin nightgown and had brushed her damp hair, she finally crawled into bed and snuggled under her warm blankets. In less than two minutes she'd fallen asleep into a peaceful slumber. She hadn't expected the hellish torment that she'd wake up to.

Four hours later

"Just leave her. She'll bleed to death before anyone finds her. Serves her right. Let's hurry up and get the fuck outta here."

Shivering and whimpering, Hinata could vaguely see the silhouettes of three men as they turned and left. She lay in a fetal position, her tattered nightgown clinging to her skin as the rain continued to pour down onto her. Her hand was pressed up against her stomach, and she could feel warm blood spurt through her fingers. More trickled from the hole in her back where the bullet had exited. Tears ran down her face as she let out an anguished scream. Not from her wound, but something much more agonizingly painful.

"Th-they're g-gone," she murmured hoarsely, her body shaking from just how cold she was. "A-a-all of them..."

Her father. Her mother. Hanabi. The servants. Even the guards that had been stationed for the night. Every single person who had been on the property was dead. The mysterious group of men who had infiltrated the mansion had spared no one and had left her to die. She hadn't even been worth finishing off it seemed. Instead, she'd been left to slowly bleed to death, spending her last moments replaying the massacre that she'd witnessed only minutes ago.

Hinata let out a choked sob, struggling not to hyperventilate as she lay under the dimly lit sky. Rain washed away some of her blood, but most of it had soaked into the torn remnants of her nightgown. She coughed up a mouthful of blood, forcing more of the sticky fluid splatter from the bullet hole as a result. Several bruises marred her porcelain skin from when she'd been forcibly dragged outside after she'd watched the execution of her family. Gunshots and screams had echoed throughout the manor as each and every staff member had been eliminated one by one. The whole scenario seemed like something that Hinata never could've even imagined in her worst nightmares.

The indigo-haired girl whimpered and hugged herself, her bloodstained fingers moving away from her wound. She shivered violently, more tears cascading down her face and onto the soaking wet ground. Her body racked with sobs as she finally broke down in despair, mourning everyone that she'd lost.

It won't be long until I join them. She sniffled, briefly glancing up at the pale moon as the rain lessened into a light drizzle. Who had been the cause of everything that had just happened? I'll never get the answer to that, she bitterly thought to herself.

"Well now, what do we have here?"

Gasping, Hinata jerked in the direction that she'd heard the deep, menacing voice. Doing so caused an almost paralyzing pain to shoot through the hole in her body and she let out cry of agony. She grabbed her stomach, and weakly rolled onto her back. Panting heavily, she forced herself into a sitting position, doing her best to ignore the pain. Had they decided to come back and finish her off?

"Wh-who's th-th-there?" Being both cold and terrified caused her to stutter worse than usual. She looked around, her only source of light being from the moon. Squinting, she scanned the area, her heart pounding with dread. She heard a low, guttural growl directly behind her and felt her heart skip a beat. However, when she anxiously looked over her shoulder, there was nothing there.

Had it been a wolf? But she'd definitely heard a male's voice only seconds before. What was going on?

"You look like you're in pretty rough shape."

"Who's there?" Hinata called out with a flinch, growing more uneasy as the seconds passed. She was petrified, but forced herself to cautiously look around her surroundings again.

It was then that she saw a pair of eyes watching her from several feet away, the rest of the figure completely cloaked in the shadows. The irises were a deep crimson, and the pupils were dark, vertical slits. They peered at her with interest and a hint of amusement.

"Wh-who are y-you? W-what do you want?" Hinata questioned fearfully.

"I have a better question," the figure asked her, his eyes never leaving her. "What do you want?"

Taken aback, Hinata frowned with confusion. "W-what do you mean?"

He chuckled softly. "If I were to answer your question, I'd have to say that I want you. You look absolutely delectable."

The girl stiffened, her blood running frigid. "What?"

"However, if you were to answer my question, what would it be that you desired?" The silhouette took a step closer, his features still hidden in the shadows. "You look like you suffered quite a bit. If you could have one thing in the world right night, what would it be?"

"M-my family," Hinata choked out, her eyes brimming with more tears. "B-but there's n-n-no way to bring them b-back."

He moved forward a bit more, and Hinata could begin to make out his form. His profile looked human, but it appeared as though he had several fox-like tails. However, Hinata wasn't sure if it was the lighting or her eyes just playing tricks on her, for when she blinked, the tails seemed to have vanished.

"You are correct about that. So choose something else. Think about it."

For a moment, Hinata almost ruefully replied that she didn't want to die. Yet those were not the words that escaped her lips. "Revenge."

The man grinned, but did not come any closer. "Suppose I could help you with that. Would you take me up on the offer?"

Hinata wiped her eyes, shaking her head with disbelief. "I d-don't think anyone could do that..."

"I can. And I will. That is, if you're willing to agree to my terms," he told her. "After all, what have you got to lose? It looks like everything you've ever cared about is gone anyway."

She gaped at him with shock, almost too stunned to speak. Was this guy serious? Just who the hell was he and where had he come from? However, his sweet, enticing words were intoxicating and she couldn't help but be interested. It seemed too good to be true.

"B-but I-I'm dying and-" Hinata winced and doubled over, clutching at the wound in her abdomen. The pain was getting worse and she began to feel light-headed.

"Don't worry about that small detail," he replied with a snicker, now drawing closer until he was only a few feet away.

Now that he was so close, Hinata was able to finally make out the rest of his features. He was deviously handsome, appearing to be around twenty years old. His short blonde hair spiked out slightly, and he had three whisker-like marks on each of his cheeks. His attire consisted of black pants and a black coat with an orange zipper. He was physically well-built and he seemed to tower over Hinata's much smaller form. His red eyes were almost hypnotizing as he gazed into hers.

"What's your name?" Hinata asked, her eyelids getting heavy as she gradually grew weaker.

"I go by a few different names...but you can call me Naruto," he answered, crouching down in front of her. "Now...about my offer. I can help you carry out your revenge on the condition that I get one thing once it is completed."

She gave him a brief nod. "Anything."

"It's kind of a heavy price, but if you want this bad enough, I think you should consider it," Naruto gently coerced her as he leaned down at little closer.

"P-please, I'll give you anything," Hinata begged, her eyes pleading. "I-I don't care what the price is, I'll give you whatever you want. J-just please, h-help me."

The blonde male smirked. "I want your soul. After I help you carry out your revenge, your soul is mine for the taking. Do you agree to those terms?"

"M-my soul?" Hinata blinked in confusion. She'd assumed he'd wanted money, but her soul?

Naruto reached down and gently stroked her cheek with the back of his finger, his eyes scanning down her body. She was absolutely breathtaking, her torn and bloodied nightgown only deepening his desire. The girl was the true essence of innocence, and he knew that her soul would be like none that he'd ever consumed before.

"What are you...?" Hinata was having difficulty keeping her eyes open. She'd lost a fair amount of blood, and everything seemed so confusing right now. Nothing made sense to her.

"You look like you're running out of time," he mused, not answering her question. "Do we have a deal?"

At that point in time, Hinata no longer cared who or what Naruto was, as crazy as it all sounded. She wanted to get revenge, and she would do whatever she could to make sure that it became a reality.

'If you want to succeed in life, you have to kill your emotions.' That was the best advice her father had ever given her, which had been during their very last conversation. She would do exactly that. Kill the fear. The hesitation. The weakness and vulnerability that she'd felt her entire life. Everything that would've held her back.

"I agree," Hinata murmured, closing her eyes as she began to lose consciousness. She moaned weakly and started to topple backwards, only for Naruto to catch her.

"Then it looks like we have a deal." Naruto grinned wickedly, cradling the girl in his arms. He leaned down so that his face was only inches from hers, restraining himself from his animalistic urges to just take her soul right then and there. However, he was a demon of his word, and would make sure to keep his promise to her. Her soul would be a prize worth waiting for, and the longer the wait, the sweeter it would be in the end.

Hinata felt his lips brush up against hers and his fingertips grazed her neck. He pressed his thumb against it and almost immediately the tender spot was searing with an immense pain that caused Hinata's eyes to snap open. Her scream was silent, and she could vaguely hear Naruto whisper something into her ear. Seconds later, the burning sensation dissipated, and everything went black.

If you think it sucked...then humor me by telling me it's fine. Ignorance is bliss as I always say XD The chapter was kind of vague, but it's because it's the first one. Please review and if I get a decent amount of positive feedback, then I will continue with it.