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Shades of Crimson	By : Onileo Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2074 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 18
          Sakura awoke to the gentle patter of rain on the bedroom window. The room was cool and airy, a gentle breeze from the slightly open window drifting over her skin where she had kicked the sheet off during the night. She vaguely remembered Hidan getting up right at dawn, but it had barely registered before she dozed off again. Demon had chosen not to follow his master for once, and was lying curled up on her chest, purring lightly. With a groan she opened her eyes and stared at the kitten, jealous of his still unconscious state. She shouldn't feel so tired; she had slept deeply all night. But then again, it had been a very busy couple of days. Her group had arrived at the base late yesterday morning, and after checking in with Madara, she spent the rest of the day healing Kisho all the way and recouping her chakra. The Stone nin's chakra levels returned to normal as well, and he could finally walk around without his animal escort.
          After moving the kitten and groggily forcing herself out of bed and to the bathroom, Sakura dressed and headed to the kitchen. Her stomach rumbled loudly as the delicious smell of steak and eggs assaulted her nose in the hallway. She usually didn't eat a heavy breakfast, but it smelled so good, she didn't think she could resist. Demon evidently agreed with her, because he raced down the hall ahead of her, his tail twitching in excitement. She entered the room to find Hidan piling two plates high with the aforementioned food, plus toast and fresh fruit. Dropping into a chair as he walked to the table, Sakura's eyes widened as he put one of the plates in front of her. "Hidan, this is enough food for three people. There's no way I can eat it all!" she exclaimed.
          "Eat as much of it as you can. Believe me, you're gonna need it." a voice said from the doorway.
          Sakura turned to find Madara standing with his arms folded over his chest, the eye hole in his mask turned her way. "Why's that?" she asked.
          "We're going to start sealing the hachibi today. Since Pein and Konan won't be able to help us, everyone will have to put more effort in than usual. You've never done it before, so I'll warn you ahead of time. It's not a simple jutsu that you complete as soon as you're done forming seals. It takes days to finish, and once the biju is extracted, you'll need at least two days to recover from the exhaustion and chakra drain. Basically, it's a battle of stamina and determination." he explained.
          Images of Gaara's lifeless body rose to the front of her mind. She froze, her hand halfway to her plate. As far as she knew, none of the jinchuriki had survived having their tailed beast removed this way. Was it because there was no other way to extract the demon without killing the host, or was it because no one bothered trying to save them? She saw Naruto's smiling face. He was one of her closest friends. They had seen hell together, and had pulled each other back from the brink of destruction on more than one occasion. He might not forgive her for the things she'd done, but she had to try and find a way to spare his life if he was somehow captured. She owed him at least that much. Her blood ran cold as another thought hit her. If Pein and Konan were out on a mission, their objective had to be very important to the Akatsuki. She had never seen them outside the base otherwise. And there was only one objective that would call out the most powerful of their shinobi. The last of the tailed beasts, the kyuubi.
          Oh shit. Konoha was in danger, and she was bound to do nothing about it. Fear ate at her. Her friends, her family, the people she grew up with, all of them were in harm's way. She mentally slapped herself. Snap out of it, Sakura. You're a ninja, damn it. Tsunade, Kakashi and the others would protect the village with their lives. She had to trust in them. And besides, Naruto was probably still away training. Most likely, Pein would either be repelled and return unsuccessful, or come back on his own when he learns that Naruto isn't there. But if he did manage to take Naruto, her time to come up with a way to save him just got very, very short. She had to hurry.
          Leveling a determined stare on Madara, she spoke. "Madara-sama, I have a question."
          "Yes?"
          "The sealing jutsu, has there ever been a host to survive the extraction?"
          "No, why? You aren't getting squeamish on us, are you, Sakura-san?" he asked, a sharp note in his voice.
          "No, it's not that. I was just wondering why taking the tailed beast out kills the jinchuriki. Call it medical curiosity." she lied.
          "Ah. Well, I have no idea, except that when the biju's chakra is pulled out of the body, the host's chakra is released as well. But I guess you'll see for yourself soon enough. Eat up; we'll start as soon as everything is ready. Get your replacement cloaks and find a comfortable spot. I'll contact you in about two hours." With that, Madara turned and disappeared down the hall.
          Sakura turned back to Hidan, who had been surprisingly silent during the exchange. He was staring at her, his darkly tanned face unreadable. "Sakura, that was damn reckless."
          "What's the matter, Hidan?"
          "Look, I know you're still fucking attached to those pu-" Sakura narrowed her eyes, "people from Konoha." Hidan corrected himself. "But we have other objectives. Now that Madara knows you're worried about something, he'll be watching you. He hasn't lived this damn long by trusting people. And that will make it hard as hell to get close to him." he chided.
          Sakura dropped her eyes to the table. She hadn't thought of that. In her worry over Naruto, she had forgotten all about her mission for Jashin. But if she killed Madara, both of her problems would be solved at once. She would fulfill her duty to Jashin and save Naruto. She just hoped the death god gave her the sign to proceed before something really bad happened. Lifting her eyes, she looked at Hidan. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking."
          Hidan watched as her face fell, and inwardly kicked himself. He hated it when she looked like that. And he felt worse knowing that he was the cause of it. "Shit, don't worry about it. Jashin-sama will make sure it works the way he fucking wants it to." he said.
          The rest of breakfast passed in silence. When she was sure she would burst from overeating, Sakura pushed her plate away and stood. Hidan dropped his leftovers to Demon and joined her. After getting their new cloaks from one of the storage rooms, they headed to their bedroom. Hidan had explained that they would both probably pass out when it was over, so why not land on the bed rather than a table or the floor? Plus, they would be alone and could lock the door, so they would be safer while they slept. They left Demon out so he could hunt while they were busy, and after rearranging the pillows on the bed, Hidan propped himself up against the headboard and beckoned her to join him.
          Sakura pulled her sandals off and climbed across the mattress to sit beside Hidan. It was weird wearing her cloak to bed, but if it hadn't been a matter of protocol, she doubted Madara would have even bothered with it. They reclined in silence for several minutes, until Sakura realized that Madara had said it would be two hours before he contacted them. It had only been an hour since she had talked to him. So what were they going to do until then? Glancing over at Hidan, she saw that he had pulled his pendant off and was praying. She had to wonder, did Jashin actually hear his prayers? And what did Hidan pray about? More time passed and she closed her eyes and tried to relax. She was so full it was making her sleepy. She could almost take a nap, if it weren't for the thoughts of her friends and what they might be going through right now. Had Pein gotten to Konoha? Were they in the midst of a battle, or was it all over before she even discovered what was going on? She was just about to push it all away when she felt a hand slide under her cloak and over her bare knee.
          Heat instantly rose to her cheeks as she jumped and her eyes flew open. Hidan was leaning over her, lust evident in his gaze. Without thinking about his still healing skin, Sakura reached up and slapped him on the shoulder. "Hidan, you scared the hell out of me!"
          Sucking in his breath as the sting from her slap hit him, he wrapped a muscled arm around her waist and pulled her against him. Nudging the high collar of her cloak down with his chin, Hidan buried his face against her neck. Inhaling deeply, he released it, his warm breath sending goose bumps crawling up her arms and a delightful shiver down her spine. His touch still held sway over her body, making her relax and sending her dark mood scurrying away. Heat curled into her stomach as he began moving his lips, gently kissing down her throat. When he reached the tendon at the base and lightly bit down, her fingers fisted in his cloak and she let out a little gasp of pleasure. He slowly licked his way around the abused skin before he lifted his head and looked at her, a satisfied smirk on his face. "You should be fucking scared of me. I'm your worst nightmare."
          Rolling her eyes at his arrogance, Sakura leaned up and kissed his lips. "You're impossible." she said.
          His only response was to pull her closer and kiss the breath from her. She reveled in it, the way her body responded to him, the fire that seemed to consume her every time their lips met. His fingers slid beneath her cloak again, and this time she welcomed it, letting his touch wash away her sorrow, her guilt, and her doubt. His marauding hand found its way under her shirt, and she let out a relaxed sigh as he rubbed circles over the soft skin of her belly. Her hands found their way to the back of his neck, and she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss, letting her tongue glide over his. His fingers started wandering higher when he froze, a look of anger and embarrassment washing over his face. He pulled away from her as if he had just been scalded, swearing up a storm.
          Confused, Sakura sat up and stared at him. "Hidan, what's wro-"
          Suddenly, her head felt strange, light, the way it would if she had a bad cold. Then a voice entered her mind. "Sakura."
          What the hell? The voice was most definitely that of Madara's, even though her ears didn't actually hear it. Then she shuddered. It just felt so...invasive. Her mind had always been her own, and it creeped her out that someone else was in there. Sure she had her inner, but that was different, she was just a manifestation of Sakura's unrequited desires, a part of her. So, now that he had called her, what should she do? Did she need to answer him, or could he hear her subconscious thoughts? That last thought scared her, and she quickly schooled her mind into a blank state. Forming the words in her mind, she answered him. 'Yes, Madara-sama?'
          "Good, it's about time you answered me. We are ready to start the sealing jutsu. Hidan will show you the seals that will bring you to the cave. When we start, remember to pay attention to your chakra. We need a nice, steady, concentrated flow for it to work."
          After he spoke, Sakura felt him withdraw without waiting for an answer. Her head returned to normal, and taking a steadying breath, she looked over at Hidan. He was still fuming away, angry at 'that fucking heathen and his piss poor timing.' Laying a hand on his arm, she leaned over and captured his lips, his complaints dying in his throat. When she felt him begin to relax and kiss her back, she bit his lip hard, pulling back with a smirk when he groaned. "Just think of it this way, we have something to look forward to later." she said, dropping her voice to a silky purr. Thank Ino for her lessons in feminine persuasion.
          Hidan gave her a hot look. "You're fucking on."
          Settling back against the headboard, Sakura watched as he showed her the seals she would need for the communication jutsu. It was surprisingly simple, just in an odd combination. The last one had one of her hands wrapped around the index and middle finger of her opposite hand, those same two fingers on her covering hand pointing towards her chin. As soon as her hands were clasped together, she felt her chakra stir and for an instant, she couldn't see. She hadn't closed her eyes, but it was very dark.
          Finally a point of light appeared, and she focused on it. Another point appeared beside the first, and she realized that it was a set of eyes. Bright gold eyes. It was Kisho. Except for his eyes, his face was little more than a shadowy blur. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could make out more and more detail. The only thing she could see of his body was the clouds on his cloak and his outline. But the clouds weren't red; instead they wavered with various colors, reminding her of the sheen on soap bubbles. And he wasn't close, like she figured he would be. He was further away, standing on what looked like a large stone. Another pair of gold eyes to Kisho's right caught her attention, this set mismatched. It was Zetsu. But he was evidently really there, because she could see all of his body, and he was solid instead of shadowed. He was standing on a separate stone, several feet from Kisho.
          Glancing down in curiosity, Sakura was amazed to see that she also looked like a shadowed phantom. And she too was standing on a narrow stone column. Which was really weird, because she could still feel her real body, sitting on Hidan's bed. Her gaze dropped further, and she discovered that the columns were actually fingers on two chained stone hands that rose from the ground. Between them lay the unconscious body of Killer Bee. The hands rested in front of an even bigger head. It was a large, ugly thing with sharp stone teeth. It had eight smaller eyes on either side of a larger ninth eye in the middle. Seven of the eight little eyes were open. The eighth eye was barely cracked, as if it could sense the presence of the tailed demon lying between its hands.
          Looking back down at the eight-tail's jinchuriki, Sakura gave him a once over, her medic habits taking over. His skin looked sweaty, and the rise and fall of his chest was irregular and shallow. Occasionally, she would catch the twitch of a finger or knee, as if he was trying desperately to wake up. Zetsu must have him drugged. That would only make sense. What else would they do with him for two days while they were regaining their chakra? But even so, the sight disturbed her. Had she looked like that when she was brought to the base? A voice from her left broke her thoughts, and she turned her head to see Kisame's predatory eyes looking at her from his much larger shadow.
          "Are you holding out okay, Zombie Chick? You're flickering a little. Try concentrating your chakra more."
          Nodding, Sakura did as he suggested, even as Hidan protested from her right. "She can do it just fine, fish fuck. Leave her the hell alone!"
          "What's up your ass, Hidan-san? Did we interrupt something important?" he asked in a teasing voice.
         Sakura was glad that they couldn't really see her face, because the heat that was radiating from her cheeks would have turned her beet red. Hidan must have been just as uncomfortable, because he immediately went on the defensive. "Fuck you!"
          Kisho, who normally didn't have much to say about their little spats, spoke up from across the room. "Will you both shut up? I can't concentrate with all the damn noise!"
          Looking over at him, Sakura saw that not only were the colors in his cloak wavering, his whole body switched between clear and dark, as if he were about to blink out. His outline blurred several times before finally sharpening to a steady line. Zetsu looked over at him and nodded his head. "You're getting it! It takes time, Kisho-san, don't get discouraged."
          A stern voice from below them echoed through the cave. "Don't waste your energy arguing. This is going to be difficult enough without you all tiring yourselves out over petty fights." Madara said as he walked over to stand next to Killer Bee. Leaning down, he checked to make sure he was still alive before disappearing from sight. Sakura was surprised. She had never seen anyone move so quickly. It was just like the first time she met him in the woods while they were looking for Sasuke. One second he was there, and the next he wasn't. No hint of a direction, nothing.
          His voice sounded from her right, and she turned to see him standing on the thumb of the hand she was on. "If we're all ready, let's get started."
          The group nodded their assent, and Madara began forming a long set of hand seals, his fingers flying so fast, Sakura couldn't keep up. The ground began trembling as he finished, and there was movement from the statue's head. Ever so slowly, its mouth parted, showing a dim blue glow from behind the teeth. That's when she felt it. There was a gentle pulling sensation on her chakra. It started in her feet and moved upwards, until it felt like her whole body was being pulled downward. Madara spoke again, and his voice sounded slightly deeper than usual. "Kisho-san, Sakura-san, do you feel the connection of the jutsu with your chakra?"
          They nodded, and he continued. "All you have to do is will your chakra to your feet. Allow it to be pulled from you. Not too fast, or slow, but nice and steady."
          That didn't sound too hard. Closing her eyes, Sakura tried to relax and let the jutsu take effect. It kind of felt like sinking into quicksand. Momentary thoughts of the resurrection jutsu popped into her mind, but she pushed them away. That would only make her panic. Her eyes opened as a realization hit her. She could still feel the chakra that had left her body. It floated away from her, to mingle with the others' in a cloud between the two hands. She could also feel the others' chakra individually, the strength of each one and its base elements. At first the cloud started out thin and wispy, but as time passed, it became heavier and dense. After a while it sunk low to the ground, until Killer Bee's body was surrounded by their chakra.
          Sakura didn't know how long she had been standing there. Time just seemed to stretch into an endless void in the dark cave. What little conversation there had been died down long ago. Madara had resorted to sitting cross-legged on his stone, and Zetsu had somehow managed to merge with the rock beneath him, leaving everything from the waist up solid. An occasional grunt or sigh could be heard, and every once in a while, Hidan would pipe up and say, this was taking too damn long, he had better things he could be doing. Sakura barely said anything at all. She was too busy concentrating on her chakra and studying the nature of the sealing jutsu. So far she hadn't concluded much, but it was obvious that they were still in the first stage of it, and the real action wouldn't happen until later.
          When Sakura felt her chakra slow to a trickle, Madara stood up and spoke. "All right. I think that will do. Now the next part is like tug of war. I'll guide our chakra, and when you feel it lock onto the hachibi's I want you to begin drawing your chakra back towards you."
          Sakura watched in fascination as the cloud of chakra began swirling around Killer Bee. Moments later, he began rising from the ground. When he reached the center of the cloud, his body suddenly contorted, head thrown back, eyes and mouth open. That was when she felt it. The hachibi's chakra was like a solid wall. It was surrounded by another, strange chakra, encompassing it like a net. That must be the chakra seal that held the tailed beast captive. And surrounding that was the chakra she recognized as Killer Bee's. It was lighter, and airy, and swirled violently as they began drawing out the hachibi's chakra.
          Sakura remembered what Madara had said and tried drawing back her chakra. But it wouldn't move. In fact, it was still trickling in the wrong direction. Steeling herself, she tried again. The flow stopped. Well, that was a little progress. At least it wasn't flowing out anymore. It suddenly slipped and began trickling again. With a growl of frustration, she managed to get it stopped. Then ever so slowly, she felt it. The tiniest particle of chakra entered her feet. At the same time, a particle of the eight-tails' chakra broke free and entered the cloud, bringing a particle of Killer Bee's chakra with it. As soon as it was free of his body, Killer Bee's chakra floated out of the cloud and dissipated.
          No wonder Madara had said it would be a battle of stamina and determination. Removing the tailed beast's chakra particle by particle was an enormous task. And it would take a really long time. Another piece broke free and joined the first in the cloud. Then another. She watched with increasing dismay as Killer Bee's chakra was pulled out and drained away, a little bit at a time. What was causing it? Was the pull from their combined chakra just that strong? Was the seal binding the two together responsible? Or was it something else?
          Closing her eyes again, Sakura used her medic experience to feel her way along the path of her chakra. She wanted to examine what was happening as closely as possible. When she reached Killer Bee, she used her precise control to branch her chakra out, letting one half continue to aid in the extraction, while she used the other as a probe. She examined Killer Bee's chakra first. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. Then she carefully wound her way around the spot where the hachibi's chakra was being pulled from the sealing net. Nothing seemed different here either, but she didn't see any way to keep Killer Bee's chakra in his body. Finally, she reached out and cautiously touched the hachibi's chakra through the net.
          In the blink of an eye, Sakura was no longer in the cave. She was back in her body. But her body wasn't in Hidan's room. Instead, she found herself standing on a rocky island in the middle of an ocean. The sky was black, illuminated only by the flashes of lightning that erupted almost constantly. It wasn't raining, but the air felt heavy, like it would begin pouring at any second. The water was in turmoil, churning and rising in great waves to come crashing down on the rocks. The wind whipped around her, and it was all she could do to keep her hair out of her face so she could see. In the wind she could hear a bellowing cry, nearly drowned out by the deafening thunder and waves. Turning to face it, her eyes widened in horror. A few yards away, sitting on a tall rock was a massive creature. It looked like a giant octopus on the bottom, merged with a bull on top. He had his head lifted, crying out in a loud voice, but when he lowered it to look at her, she gasped. There, on his nose, was the unconscious body of Killer Bee.
          Wait a minute. Octopus. Eight legs. She didn't know how it happened, but she suddenly knew that she was standing in front of the hachibi. She swallowed hard. How did she get here? And more importantly, how was she going to get back? Movement brought her attention back. The eight tails was moving closer, tentacles writhing. But he seemed to be going slowly, his movements jerky, as if he was in pain. He suddenly stopped and howled again, and Sakura had to cover her ears as the sound stabbed into her brain.
          "Akatsuki!" the beast roared. It could talk? He started forward again, eyes blazing.
          Sakura quickly held up her hands in peace. "Wait a minute!" she cried out, desperate to be heard over the thunder and water. "I want to help Killer Bee, but I don't know how? Why is he dying?"
          "You do not address me, power hungry bitch! But you will feel my wrath!" he screamed. Sakura's eyes went wide as he lumbered forward, howling in pain. There was nothing she could do but watch, frozen, as he bore down on her, head lowered, horns aimed right at her. To battle him was insanity. He overpowered her by so much; it would be like a grasshopper trying to fight her. She wanted to escape, but where would she go? The island was tiny, barely a pebble in the tempest. Finally her self-preservation kicked in, and she could feel her legs again. Turning, she ran. She didn't have far to run, the ocean was mere feet away. When she reached the edge of the water she turned, and running along the beach, made a large circle. The eight tails blindly chased after her, howling in rage, eyes murderous.
          "Please, wait!" she screamed over her shoulder. If only he would listen to her, maybe they could find a way to at least save Killer Bee. Did the eight-tails care at all about his host, or like the fox demon, did he just seek to use him at every possible turn? She could try to bargain with him, but unless he was loyal to his host, there was nothing she could offer him. There was no way she could defy the Akatsuki and free the hachibi. Even if it was possible, it would be suicide. They might not be able to actually kill her, but they knew she loved Konoha, and would take their vengeance out on everything she cherished. And they knew she could still feel pain. An eternity of torture was not something she would look forward to. So she tried to plead with his sense of compassion. If he had any.
          But he didn't listen. And so she ran. And pleaded. And ran. Every time she thought he would gore her for sure, he would stumble, or cry out in pain and slow up, allowing her to put some distance between them. She ran until she was so tired, she didn't even bother to look where she was going. She just blindly charged on, as focused on getting away as he was on killing her. The chase wore on, until once again, time was nothing but a blur. Her muscles burned and ached, and her breath was coming in sharp gasps. Then she tripped. Her heart sunk to her stomach as she face planted the ground. Surely, this would be it. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck like a hot wind. Desperate, she crawled on her hands and knees, trying to get away from him. The rocks ate at her hands, tearing gashes in them, blood pouring from the wounds. Hot tears stung her eyes from the pain, but she was determined to survive. Then a loud thud sounded behind her. She ignored it and crawled on. It was only when she was halfway across the island again and too tired to move another inch that she realized he wasn't chasing her anymore. Slowly, she turned her head and looked back.
          The great demon was lying in a heap on the beach, his great sides heaving from effort. Killer Bee's body had rolled off of his nose, and lay in the sand a few feet away. Sakura watched as the hachibi used his tentacles to drag himself forward, inch by inch, until he could touch the Cloud nin with his long horns. He rolled him face up before straining forward to wrap a tentacle around him. With a grunt, he tried to lift him back up to his nose. He had nearly had him hoisted into the air, when his muscles spasmed and he dropped him back to the earth. He tried again, and failed. Sakura watched as over and over, he tried to pick him up. Her vision blurred as more tears coursed down her cheeks. It was so sad to watch him hopelessly cling to his host. If only he would just let go, then it would be over. She wanted to cry out to him, to help him. But she was his enemy, and he would only try to fight her. She heard the demon let out another pained cry as everything went black and they were gone.
          Sakura suddenly found herself back in the cave. Everyone was still there, concentrating on the jutsu. Looking down, she saw that the hachibi's chakra in their cloud was now a huge mass, nearly filling it. How long had she been out of it? Had she fallen asleep and started dreaming? It had seemed like less than an hour, but she must have been on that island for days. And it had felt so real. Looking at Killer Bee's body, sadness swept over her. She kept seeing the hachibi, trying in vain to save himself. She watched as the pride of Kumo convulsed twice, let out a pained scream that rivaled the howl of the eight tails, and died as the last of both chakras were pulled from his body. Now free of resistance, the chakra cloud quickly streamed backwards, into the mouth of the statue, which closed with a heavy grinding noise. Killer Bee's body fell to the ground with a heavy thud. Silence filled the cave, and for a long time, no one moved.
          Madara dropped his hands and looked at the Akatsuki. "Well done! We finished a whole day earlier than expected. And Sakura, I must say, I'm impressed. Once the jutsu started, your chakra never wavered once. Now, get some sleep everyone. Hopefully in a few days we'll do it one more time and be done with this business."
          Sakura didn't answer. She was still too shaken. The hachibi was captured. Killer Bee was dead. She had failed to save him. She watched as Kisho blinked out of the cave, followed by Kisame and Hidan. After they were gone, she looked at what remained of Killer Bee. As she stared down at his body, all she could see was Naruto's face. In a few days she might really see him lying there, in the dirt, discarded like the tool people claimed the jinchuriki to be. Hurt anger filled her, as potent as the rage the eight-tails displayed as he chased her. Glancing over at the statue, she saw the eighth eye, open wide and staring into nothingness. 'Damn you for this, Madara! I hope Jashin drops you in the deepest pit of hell to suffer for eternity!' she swore silently. Dropping the communication jutsu, she felt her consciousness being pulled back to her body, a little sluggish from her lack of chakra.
          Back in her body, Sakura could barely keep her eyes open. Her body was heavy and slow, and her muscles ached, as if she really had been running on that island for days. Exhausted, she managed to roll toward Hidan, who slowly wrapped an arm around her as he fell asleep. She snuggled into his side and closed her eyes, even as real tears began streaking her face. But at least she now knew why the demon hosts died. It was pure desperation on the beasts' part. In order to keep from being captured again, they clung to their hosts, pulling them to their deaths as they fought to escape the jutsu.
          As sleep tried to claim her, she was presented with an even bigger problem. How would she convince the kyuubi, who cared for no man, to let go of Naruto and let himself be captured? And if she did manage to do that, what then? Madara would have all the tailed beasts, and the rest of the shinobi world would be damned under his power. It would seem completely hopeless if she hadn't known of a certain death god's plan. It was only a tiny glimmer of hope, but it was hope nonetheless. 'Jashin, you'd better hurry the hell up. Shit's getting deep down here, and we could really use a paddle.' she prayed as blackness swept over her. She could have sworn she heard the dark god's amused laughter as she fell into a dreamless sleep.
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