If you don't notice:

When Gaara and Naruto are alone/disguised, "They speak like this."

When Gaara and Naruto are with humans, "They speak like this."

Thoughts and when humans are in the hellscape, "They speak like this."

The texts and messages are "in bold like this"

WARNING! THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SCENES OF VIOLENCE, MENTAL ILLNESS, NEGATIVITY AND REVENGE.

You have been warned.

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It was a seemingly normal day at Konoha High.

The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, students were arriving and throwing their bags onto their desks in preparation for the first class to begin. It was warm, but not obscenely hot, which Hinata Hyuuga liked a lot.

She was wearing her usual school uniform, a big jumper over her shirt as she was shy about showing her large and plump assets. There wasn't anything wrong with that, but she did suppose that it made her look a little frumpier than she actually was. She didn't like to exercise, but she didn't need to anyway, which was always nice.

Her hair was long and dark, and she thought that her hair was one of her best features. She managed it well, every morning without fail she brushed it until it was silky smooth. But it was currently messy and wet as she struggled to breathe.

Hinata slapped the toilet frame and tried to push herself up from the kneeling position that she was forced to be in. She felt hairs rip out of her scalp painfully as she was thrust backwards suddenly and finally was able to gasp a breath of oxygen.

There were cackles behind her but all she could do was hold her head in her hands and try to blink away the stars that were infiltrating her vision. She coughed up water and spluttered as she turned her head slightly.

Karin was the ring leader. The malicious redhead liked to have everything her way, and when there were certain eyesores in her sight, she liked to make their lives absolute hell. Ino Yamanaka and Sakura Haruno liked to watch and follow Karin's orders, enjoying being part of the mean girl trio in the school.

Apparently, Hinata had offended them in some way, because they made it their personal mission to torture her and make her feel miserable in school, which should be a safe space.

Hinata Hyuuga had been bullied for a while.

They laughed at her and Karin grabbed a fistful of Hinata's hair, pulling it upwards so the only way to minimise the excruciating pain of hair being ripped out was to stand up weakly.

"I-I'm sorry..." Hinata cried, tears flowing steadily and sliding down her cheeks.

Karin released her hair and kicked her stomach, making Hinata crouch and cough as she cradled her belly.

With a finger tapping her chin, Karin hummed. "The little bitch is apologising," she grinned, "what are you apologising for, huh?"

Sakura frowned, "Why isn't she kneeling?" She turned to Hinata and kicked her, "Why aren't you kneeling?!"

"I don't know Sakura, maybe she wants another punch?" Ino glanced at her nails and raised her eyebrow.

Hinata didn't want that. She feebly shifted her position and knelt on the ground, staring up at the three girls. "I'm sorry..."

Karin put a hand on her ear and prompted her to speak further, "Go on, what are you apologising for?"

Hinata's voice cracked and she wondered what she did to deserve this. Another tear left her eyes as she responded, "I'm sorry for r-ruining your day with m-my face..."

The girls above her grinned and clapped as if this was a game, and to them it was, a very amusing game.

"Well done!" Karin smirked and shrugged, "I guess we don't have any more precious one-on-one time today, class is about to start." She clicked her fingers, Ino and Sakura picked up their bags and followed her out of the bathroom, giggles following them as they left.

Hinata was frozen in the kneeling position for a couple of seconds until she heard footsteps approaching, she scampered up and locked herself in a toilet stall as someone entered the bathrooms. She heard quiet chatter of some other girls checking on their makeup as Hinata sat on the toilet seat.

Pulling her knees up to her chest, she hid her face and allowed her tears to freely and shamefully come pouring down. A quiet hiccup erupted from her throat and she tried to stay silent, so the other girls didn't notice she was inside.

She ran a hand through her damp hair; it was messy, damaged and she gazed at the clump in her hand as she finished trying to comb through it with her fingers. Karin had definitely pulled out a lot of her hair.

Loathing. She absolutely loathed them. But she was always singled out and couldn't stand up for herself, her father pointed that out about her too. Hinata was weak, she couldn't do anything for herself and was so shy that she was an easy target for Karin and her lackeys.

There was nothing she could do. She just had to stay strong.

She gulped and clenched her eyes shut at the memory of not being able to breathe, and the thought of almost drowning, but wondered if it was easier if she just drowned and died. It would lessen the pain of continuing to go through this misfortune. Was it even misfortune? Or was it pure, unadulterated torture?

"Did you hear?" One of the girls in the bathroom whispered in an excited hushed voice. "Misaki disappeared and apparently it's because someone used that website!"

Hinata didn't care much, she just wanted to cry in peace, but girls were always so gossipy and loud. She exhaled calmly and rubbed her eyes as she felt that they were starting to swell up.

"Hah? What website?" A disinterested voice asked. "Misaki's probably on holiday or something, don't make up dumb rumours."

"Lee told me that it's real though! It's called the Hell Correspondence site, you type someone's name and they go to hell."

Hinata perked up, curious about what they were talking about. It was dumb, definitely, and wasn't real, but lore like this piqued her interest, she enjoyed myths and fairy tales.

"Ah, yeah, of course Tenten, you can totally send someone to hell by using a website." The girl sighed. "You've been reading too much manga, and Rock Lee needs to stop spreading idiotic rumours, I knew his fashion style was dumb, but I didn't think he was dumb too."

"That's so mean! Come on, Kakashi's gonna kill us, we're so late." Tenten laughed.

"My mascara is more important. Okay let's go, but he'll probably be later than us anyway." Both of their voices trailed off as they left the bathroom.

Waiting for a couple of minutes until all was silent, Hinata unlocked the door and stared at herself in the mirror. The top of her shirt was still drenched in dirty toilet water, and her hair looked like a bird had made its nest on top of her head.

She sighed and glanced at her watch, she couldn't go to class like this. She just had to wait until school was over and no one was left so that she could leave. She couldn't have anyone seeing her looking like this, it was too embarrassing. Maybe she could go to the infirmary room and ask if she could leave early? It had happened before, so she was sure that the nurse would let her.

Leaning forward to inspect the smudged mascara under her eyes, she tried to wipe it away but heard a loud CLICK. She stood, motionless as realisation dawned on her.

"Oh." Hinata whispered to herself.

She had forgotten that the bathrooms were always locked during class time, to prevent people from cutting lessons and just chilling in there. She had been locked in.

Now she really had to wait until after school to leave.

Hinata had managed to make her hair and uniform look presentable by using the dryer in the bathroom. Racing home without another word, she yelled a greeting to her Father and shut the door as fast as she could.

She continued crying in her room. Everyone was right, she was weak, and that's why she was easy to pick on.

Another splutter left her throat as she just felt so broken, she was just so tired. Hanabi, her sister, looked up to her, thinking that she was popular and well-liked. But she wasn't. No one cared, she felt like she was six feet deep and she couldn't breathe.

She was falling apart, and she slowly just wanted to decent into madness so that she didn't think or care about anything anymore - but she was too conscious, too awake, too aware of her life to be mad.

Hours passed, and the thumping and knocking on her door had finally stopped. Hanabi had gone to sleep, she assumed, the young girl was probably so confused as to why her older sister refused to leave her room.

Hinata's eyelids fluttered open and she pulled down her blanket slightly. Eyes trailing around the room, she picked up her phone and unlocked the screen. Bright numbers, practically screaming to be paid attention to, displayed 23:51 against her blue background.

She sighed and pushed herself up from her bed. She was bored, and her insomnia decided to make a full-frontal attack on her apparently. In simple terms, she couldn't sleep.

Deciding to scroll on Pinterest to waste time and tire her eyes out, she hummed and appreciated the drawings and art of different anime that she liked. She had to catch up with My Hero Academia, actually, but she never was in the mood after school lately. She blamed Karin for that.

Gritting her teeth, she shook her head as she was flooded with memories of the day. She scratched her head angrily and groaned, pausing for a second as another memory returned to her mind.

She blinked. What was that thing that Tenten mentioned?

Wracking her brain, she tried to recall what Tenten said in the bathrooms, before she was locked in for the rest of the day.

"Something about Hell..." She muttered. Her eyes widened as she remembered, "Oh! Hell Correspondence, that website that Lee is spreading rumours about."

She was about to type it into the search bar, when she put her hands back down and laughed. "What am I doing?" She asked herself. "So stupid. I'm so stupid, as if."

Eventually, curiosity got the better of her and she typed Hell Correspondence into the search bar. There wasn't many results, and they were all articles on Dante's Inferno, or Religion: Is Hell Real? and that wasn't what she was looking for.

She eventually found, perhaps the sixth result on the list. The title proudly presented Hell Correspondence, and the URL was http://www.jigokutsushin.de/

She clicked it.

With a furrowed brow, she clicked her tongue and leaned back on her chair. She was met with a simple white screen saying:

Not Found
The requested URL /kk was not found on this server.
hellish world/1.3.33 Server at jigokutsushin.de Port 80

"Of course." She rolled her eyes, "Why did I expect anything different?" She laughed at herself and felt her chest sink, she couldn't even get a myth to work for her.

The clock ticked and read 00:00.

The screen burst into life and turned black, a small flame erupted onto the screen and disappeared as soon as it came. Small white letters appeared on the screen and reflected back into her eyes.

We will take revenge on your behalf.

She stared at the screen and swallowed the lump in her throat, somehow, she was nervous. It seemed that the website only worked at midnight, as it was exactly midnight at that moment. She let out an awkward chuckle and dragged her cursor to the white box.

She had to type a name, and the website would exact her revenge on that person. Tenten's words rang in her head and she suddenly overwhelmed with all of the disgusting and horrible things that Karin, Sakura and Ino had done to her.

They made her feel worthless every day. Pushing her to the ground, kicking and punching her, ripping out her hair, slapping her pale face, sticking her head into the toilet, watching and laughing as she couldn't breathe and struggled to stand up and just wanted to just live in peace.

She hadn't done anything to them! She had never done anything to warrant this behaviour towards her. Hinata was innocent. She just wanted to be happy, but Karin orchestrated everything while grinning in the background while she suffered.

Hinata was innocent.

In a fit of rage, she typed her name into the white box. Karin Uzumaki was displayed on the screen until Hinata clenched her teeth and dragged the cursor and pressed enter.

The screen instantly disappeared and Hinata pursed her lips. She sat there in silence, waiting for something, anything to happen. Nothing did. "Looks like it really was just a rumour."

She tried not to feel disappointed, but rationally she knew that she would have to deal with the bullying alone.

There was a loud DING which broke the silence, she put a hand on her chest from the surprise. The sound had frightened her. She picked up her phone and unlocked it.

Instantly, she dropped her phone onto the ground and gasped. Her hands were shaking as she breathed unsteadily and picked up the phone again to make sure that she wasn't hallucinating. She wasn't. In black letters across an unnaturally red screen was a text.

Distracted by the words on her phone screen, she didn't even notice a blond-haired boy with crimson-slit eyes in the corner behind her. He bowed his head and sunk back into the wall silently. Hinata could only see the text.

Your message has been received.

Silence overwhelmed the dark room. One boy was standing, and another was sitting down comfortably with his leg up on the seat. The sun started to rise and peak over the hills in the distance outside, daybreak had begun.

"It seems that Rock Lee was very effective in spreading the rumour about the website." The red-haired, pale boy said simply. "However, the intended target is your relative, are you okay with that, Naruto?"

The said blond boy smiled sadly, "Thanks for the concern, Gaara," he shook his head, "But you know I can't do anything about that, plus, I don't know her."

Naruto Uzumaki wasn't completely human, neither did he age. He sort of just floated around, being forgotten by the people around him in school. This was on purpose, of course, because he couldn't stand out as he had to do his job.

That was why he didn't care much about Karin, sure, physically she may have been his distant descendant, but he was hundreds of years old, and his Uzumaki name was just that, a name. It was funny, really, and a coincidence.

"I shall commence investigations then." Gaara spoke.

Naruto nodded, "Thanks, see you later."

He didn't like his job, but he had inherited it from his predecessor, so he didn't have a choice.

Having been alone for so many years, he found Gaara, who was a lost soul drifting through space with nothing, and no way to move on to the next realm. So, he brought him in, and they became family. Naruto named him Shukaku, the One Tail, after his own title, the Kyuubi, Nine Tails. He was his first friend since becoming Hell Boy.

Naruto didn't always know how things worked, but all he knew was that due to his past and childhood, he was given the chance to take revenge for people, for himself, and he took it. He was granted the name Kyuubi, and he was told to help people take revenge on others.

He leaned back in his chair and lifted a small flower to his face with his fingers. It was white, the innocence blooming in his hand made him chuckle.

"Innocence, huh?" He smiled and lay it in his hand.

His cerulean eyes turned red and he crushed the flower in his fist with a disgusted sneer. He released his grip on the flower and watched it fall to the ground.

"Pathetic. Human existence is full of sin and misery."

It was another usual day for Hinata.

This time, they had strangled her and made her crawl across the floor, as if she was a dog, as they made her beg to be let go. Karin's laugh was imprinted in her mind, the ugly cackle would never stop ringing in her ears.

"W-Why can't you just leave me alone?" Hinata cried, wanting some sort of answer for the reason for her suffering. She didn't want this anymore.

Karin smirked at her with a raised brow, flicking her red hair behind her shoulder and digging around in Hinata's backpack. She pulled out her purse and opened it, dropping the backpack onto the ground and sneered as the books and papers inside all spilled out.

She pulled out all of the cash, which wasn't much, and pocketed it happily. "Leave you alone?" Karin repeated. "Why would I ever miss out on such entertainment?"

Entertainment. That's all that she was.

The words repeated themselves over and over again like some sick and twisted mantra, this wasn't even bullying anymore, this was fucked up. And Hinata didn't want it. She didn't want it anymore.

Forgetting about her appearance, Hinata had ran out of the room after being left there by Karin, Sakura and Ino, with her bag in her hand and tears running down her cheeks.

She ran and ran until she couldn't run anymore.

Hinata stopped to breathe, her vision blurred with all of the tears. She pulled her jumper sleeve and used it to wipe her eyes.

That moment of silence made her remember, she crouched down and covered her face with her hands, sobbing loudly and wanting all of it to be over. "Why?" She asked, "Why me?"

There was a loud BEEEEEEP as she quickly lifted her head and widened her eyes.

It was too late. She was in the middle of the road and she was wallowing in self-pity for so long that she didn't even notice.

Hinata's knees gave way as her face contorted into one of horror and she screamed and covered her face as the car sped forward and hit her.

Black.

But nothing.

There was nothing.

Her vision had turned black for a second but then it was overwhelmed with a dark crimson.

She uncovered her face and fell backwards and stared at the red world around her. There was a large tree behind where she had collapsed, and everything else was nothing but grass and a red sky. It was... beautiful, in a way.

Was she already dead?

"Hinata Hyuuga." A voice spoke her name.

The girl just noticed a boy, taller than her, and wondered if he was standing there the whole time. She stumbled to her feet and approached the blond boy. He was staring at her, or was he staring through her? He was in a simple school uniform, her school uniform.

"D-Did you save me? Or am I d-dead?" She stuttered over her words, unsure of her surroundings and what was going on.

Naruto smiled slightly. "You are still alive, it isn't your time."

"O-Oh..." Hinata trailed off. "Who are you?"

Naruto bowed, "You summoned me, my name is Kyuubi." Raising his right hand, he showed her a black straw doll. "Take this. If you truly wish to take revenge, just untie the scarlet thread from his neck. Pulling the thread binds you into a covenant with me."

Hinata shakily took the doll from him, and held it tightly. She stared at it and then back up at Naruto, the Hell Boy known as Kyuubi. Indeed, the neck of the straw doll had a red string tied around it.

Naruto continued. "It will send your tormentor straight into the depths of Hell."

Her head snapped downwards and she grabbed the red string - if this was real, if this was really real and she wasn't hallucinating, then she could live a happy life. Karin would be gone; the ring leader would be gone and there wouldn't be any more suffering for her. She gripped the red string tighter.

"However," Naruto said, stopping Hinata in her tracks. "Once vengeance has been served, you will have to deliver your end of the bargain. There always has to be a price. When you die, your soul will also belong to Hell."

She gasped, "W-What?"

"You will never know the joys of Heaven; you will be left to wander through a world made of pain and agony for all of eternity." Naruto told her. It was unfortunate, but that was how it had to be.

Hinata gazed down at the doll and decided that she should rethink everything. Was it worth it? Was going to Hell after dying really worth it?

She was about to reply to Naruto, the man she knew as Kyuubi, the Hell Boy, but he had disappeared. She looked around and didn't even notice that she was on the pavement, with a blue sky, back in her world.

She lowered her arm and clutched the straw doll, shutting her eyes as she heard Naruto's voice tell her one last thing.

"When one person is cursed, two graves are dug. That is the rule."

"She won't pull it." Gaara said, absentmindedly stroking Naruto's hair.

They were sitting in class during lunchtime, no one noticed them. It was like their eyes just went from one table, to the one after them, just completely skipping over them. This was good, as they were there to spectate and watch the scenes unfold.

Naruto was sitting down on a chair, arms folded under his head so he could comfortably observing all of the students, including Hinata, who was staring at the inside of her bag, biting her bottom lip in worry.

"Isn't it funny how they can never see us unless we let them?" Naruto asked, leaning his head further into Gaara's hand, motioning him to continue running his hand through his hair.

"That's our natural ability." Gaara replied, voice low and gravely.

Naruto hummed and watched Hinata. "You'd be surprised at what people do when they're in trouble." Naruto replied to Gaara's first comment, "They want the easy way out."

The young girl quickly grabbed the straw doll and put it in her blazer pocket, feeling that it was safe if it was on her body. She zipped up her bag and placed it between her feet.

She snapped her head upwards and opened her textbook as class started. Eventually she was writing about quadratic equations and algebra, and had forgotten temporarily about Hell Correspondence and the straw doll.

A few hours passed and school had ended.

What Hinata wanted to do, after school, was run home and lie in her bed quietly, and think about all of the crazy and abnormal events that had happened to her. Maybe she would help Hanabi with her homework, or play chess with her Father.

Normal and average school girl actions.

Instead, she was dragged away to the rooftop by Karin. Sakura and Ino were walking behind Hinata, making sure that she didn't decide to leg it and run away.

Karin was in a foul mood. This was most likely because Sasuke had dismissed her when she had tried to talk to him earlier. But that was okay, Sasuke was hers, and no one else's, he was just playing hard to get. He liked her, after all. Sakura and Ino liked Sasuke too, but Karin knew that he preferred her over both of them, that much was obvious.

Karin smiled at the thought and then grinned down at Hinata.

Hinata was outmatched. She wanted to run as soon as possible, but there was nowhere to go. The only door out was blocked by Ino, who lit a cigarette and then tossed the pack to Karin.

"Hinata, didn't you say that you had more money to give me?" Karin clicked her lighter and lit her cigarette, breathing in and out. "Hey, hey, I said I wanted that Gucci jacket, didn't I?"

She kicked the ground, dust and gravel hit Hinata's eyes and she furiously tried to rub it out, but it only irritated her eyes more. She blinked and gasped as she started tearing up as her body tried to cleanse her.

From the shadows, Naruto and Gaara stood, watching the scene unfold. No one noticed them. "Uzumaki's are brutal." Gaara raised a brow, glancing at Naruto.

"Unfortunately, yes we are." Naruto grimaced.

They turned back to the commotion.

"I-I can't see properly!" Hinata stuttered and wiped her eyes, over and over. Eventually she was able to look out of one blurry eye and shook her head. "I don't have any money, my Father didn't give me any-"

Karin growled, "Haaah?" She leaned forward, Hinata felt small in her presence. "But didn't I say I wanted the damn jacket?"

"I-I-" Hinata backed away.

Sakura and Ino both grabbed either one of Hinata's arm, so that she couldn't escape. Karin grabbed Hinata's neck and raised it so that she could glare right into her eyes.

"I guess I have no choice but to punish you." Karin shrugged.

Suddenly, they hauled half of her body over the side of the wall. Hinata screamed as she stared down at massive drop to the ground. She was on the fourth floor, she could die if she was pushed over. Her head would hit the ground and crack in half.

She struggled and shrieked as she tried to pry Sakura and Ino's arms away from her, they kept her firmly in place as they laughed. Karin placed her foot on the back of Hinata's head and used force to push it forward.

Gaara shivered, "This is disgusting to watch."

Naruto inhaled shakily and nodded, gripping Gaara's hand. "We cannot move unless she pulls the string."

"But-"

With one look from Naruto, Gaara sighed and resigned. He knew how the rules worked, he couldn't do anything about it unless the contract was signed via the string.

Naruto released Gaara's hand and walked towards the girls, they still couldn't see him. He sat down on the ledge, close to where Hinata was being held.

Her wailing increased as Karin grabbed a fistful of her dark hair, dragging scissors across it and throwing her long locks into the air. She had cut her hair. Completely chopped it all off.

Karin howled with laughter, and the other girls roared in symphony. Hinata whimpered and begged "please, please don't, please just let me go!" but to no avail.

She opened her eyes and felt like she would be dropped any second. This truly torment, absolute torture, playing with her life as if it was nothing. Treating her like a bug that they could easily just hit with a shoe and kill.

She was weak.

Hinata was nothing but weak.

A figure entered her peripheral vision and her eyes widened as she saw Naruto, sitting crossed legged, a hand under his chin, patiently waiting.

"K-Kyuubi..." She whispered. Recognition registered in his eyes, and he smiled at her.

Realising what had to be done, she tried her best to contort her body so that she could reach her pocket. Luckily, Sakura and Ino had pulled her blazer high enough so that she could grab it with just a bit of effort. Her long fingernails felt the string, she couldn't manage yet to pull it.

With the last of the energy that she had, she pushed backwards and landed on her back.

"Did I say that you could move?!" Karin screeched with her ugly and shrill voice.

Hinata grabbed the straw doll and with a loud yell, she shut her eyes, and pull the string.

Naruto and Gaara smiled. Jade and ruby eyes flashed as Naruto stood up and bowed his head.

"I will grant your revenge."

He lifted his hand and clicked his fingers. Karin disappeared.

Sakura and Ino stumbled backwards and crawled away, wailing in confusion as to what just happened. They squawked like seagulls as they scurried down the stairs and left the rooftop.

Hinata looked down at her hand and watched as the straw doll was taken away by the wind and slowly disappeared from her sight.

Karin turned around and stood in confusion. She was in the hallway of her school, shaking and rubbing her head absentmindedly, she shrugged.

Walking down the corridor, she called out to her friends. "Sakura?" She slid open one of the doors, it was an empty room. "Ino?"

It was like the place was abandoned, which didn't made sense because school had just ended, people should have still been loitering around. Had she been knocked out?

She turned around one more time and then noticed two figures.

"Ah, there you guys are!" She laughed, jogging towards them, "I was wondering where you had gone." The corridor lights flickered and went out. She paused uncomfortably, "They need to have better facilities here, it's so bad."

As she walked closer towards Sakura and Ino, who were turned away from her, she furrowed her brow.

"Hey, aren't you listening to me-?!" Karin grabbed their shoulders and pulled them towards her, they crumpled motionlessly to the ground and she screamed as she saw their faces.

They were staring up at her, doll-like faces with googly eyes cackled like hyenas as Karin ran away hurriedly.

"Hmmm? What do you think Sakura?" Ino's voice rung from beside her.

Karin jumped and pushed her away, she had just ran away from them, how did Ino manage to catch up so quickly?!

"I don't know Ino, should we cut all of her hair off?" The Sakura doll tapped Karin's shoulder and giggled as Karin started crying. "Or should we dunk her hair in the toilet bowl until she drowns?"

"N-No, you can't! Please, s-stop!" Karin fell over a table and yelped in pain as she continued to back away from the two girls that were replicas of her best friends.

Sakura morphed into a young, pale, red-head. He had the kanji symbol for love on his forehead, and he crouched down to stare at Karin.

"Isn't that what Hinata cried?" Gaara asked. "Please, stop? What do you think, Naruto? Has she learned her lesson?"

Ino transformed into darkness and then a blond-haired boy stepped out of it. He scratched the back of his head in thought, "Hmm, I don't know." He smiled and intertwined his hands behind his back. "Do you regret all of the misery you put Hinata through?"

Karin gained a sudden burst of confidence at the mention of the Hyuuga, she manically giggled and pointed at them. "So you're Hinata's friends huh?! I'm going to punish her tomorrow for this sick joke!" She stood up and grit her teeth. "I don't regret anything! She's weak, she's like an object, I can use her however I want to!"

Gaara pursed his lips and sighed. "I guess that's your answer, Naruto."

Naruto shook his head, "What a shame. Pitiful, really." He walked towards Karin as she lost her confidence and fell onto the ground as she tried to get away from Naruto's glowing crimson eyes.

"G-Get away from me!" Karin pushed Naruto's chest, but the blond didn't budge at all. He clasped her wrist to stop her from squirming.

Naruto tilted his head to the side. "Do you want to see what death is like?"

Karin's last action was a piercing scream as scarlet shadows enveloped her.

Hinata Hyuuga was finally happy.

She didn't regret what she did, Karin was an evil person and deserved everything that she got. She shook away her thoughts and then hummed a cheerful tune.

Sakura and Ino left her alone, apparently they were too freaked out to even look at her, lest they disappear too.

Karin was gone, without a trace. No one knew where she was, the school had no idea, and neither did her parents. Hinata knew that no one would believe her even if she told them the story, but what was the point, really?

She supposed that she felt bad for Karin's parents, but at the same time, she didn't care. It wasn't anything to do with her anymore. She should have been raised better.

Maybe Hinata's mind had been tainted after all of the abuse and bullying, but she didn't mind. All she wanted to do was be happy, play with Hanabi, cook meals for her Father, and smile.

She put on her school uniform and listened as Hanabi yelled at her to hurry up, they were going to take the bus together, which was nice, because they never did that before.

"I'm coming!" She laughed and threw her bag over her shoulder.

Before running out of the room, she took one last glance in the mirror.

Her hair was short, and she had gotten it professionally styled after that day, so it was in a cute, short bob. Her pale skin matched her dark hair well, and her lavender eyes had joy in them.

Hinata's smile wavered as she put a hand on her button-up shirt. She pulled it down and stared at the mark on her chest. Displayed in dark ink was the 九 symbol. It was the Japanese numeral for nine.

"Kyuubi." She thought to herself.

It was his mark. His contract for her soul.

Hinata adjusted her collar again so that it was hidden. "Guess I'll see you in hell, Karin."

Welcome to my new story!

Every chapter is a different stories about one case of revenge, which is why they're so long. 5600 words, phew.

This is based off Jigoku Shoujo (Hell Girl), which is a fantastic anime, but I decided to put a spin on it and make Naruto the Hell Boy, and Gaara the Assistant.

You too can access the Hell Correspondence site at exactly midnight, using http://www.jigokutsushin.de/

Question: In what kind of scenario would you take revenge and send someone to Hell?