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Why Do You Fight So Hard?
Standard disclaimer, I do not own Naruto or any of the characters, I just own the ideas that come out of my head. Enjoy!
Standard text - basic story
Italic text - someone’s dream
Two Years Later…
She let out a hard sigh as she navigated her way through a dense forest, jumping over fallen debris. “What is wrong with me?” she asked herself. She was rethinking the events that led up to this point. Two years ago, after the incident in the strip club she had no more official missions within the ninja area. She remembers being a little relieved at the fact, she didn’t want to chance another unplanned encounter with Uchiha Itachi. Everything seemed to be running as smoothly as they could until a few months ago. She had been assigned to take down a major rapist within the ninja borders, somewhere close to the Hidden Mist. She was surprised to find out that there were some hard core connections to many of the S-class criminals that you would find in the Bingo Book. “If only the AMBU knew,” she thought to herself.
She burst out into a run trying to burn off her frustration. Orochimaru was now lately, the root behind many despicable deeds throughout all the ninja countries. Word does seem to travel quickly around here; Uchiha Sasuke was now by Orochimaru’s side. She stopped running taking deep breaths to refill her lungs with much needed air. The Akatsuki, their goal was slowly being accomplished, they had tracked down the majority of the demons, and the higher goal of theirs had not yet been discovered. She looked up to the sky, “how can such a beautiful place have so many sorrows,” she whispered to herself.
She had reached her tolerance limit about a week ago. She was to kill a demon that had a unique taste for young women. She had gone to the club that it most frequented; she was attacked from all directions, leading to her carrying a fractured arm. “The bastard was suppose to work alone,” she screamed. That was her breaking point, she became nothing, feeling nothing, she slaughtered them all, their blood staining her hands a deep crimson red. But she didn’t stop there; after she had killed her surprise attackers she went and found her original target still alive among the mutilated bodies. She tortured him, tearing off his arms and legs, removing his jaw, and to top it off she broke his ribs, his spurting blood getting onto her clothes. She left him there in the club barely alive; she burned the building to the ground watching, heartlessly. When she returned home she went straight to her room, curled up on the bed and sobbed. The next morning her sensei, Ashley pulled her to the side. She knew what had happened, she always did. Ashley told her to take a break, a real break no more assigned killings, not for them. She agreed almost instantly, and decided to take a three month absence.
“I promised myself that I would never allow myself to fall into that state of nothingness again,” she lectured herself as she continued to walk through the forest. She suddenly stopped and looked around, she was within the ninja borders she knew that she just wasn’t sure about which direction she should be travelling in. She had decided to come back here, because she loved the surroundings and being here inspired her, she just had to avoid any potential trouble. She jumped high into a tall tree, climbing the rest of the way to the top. She looked out over the landscape; the sight took her breath away. A healthy green as far as the eye could see, a small smile curled onto her lips. “Well at least this is a start to a nice break,” she gently said as her smile became wider.
Ashley had said to do some travelling, learn more about the world and its people. This to her meant new training. She loved to learn new techniques, languages, and more about various cultures; it was a passion of hers. She would become infatuated with a new technique, she would learn and study all aspects of it, prefect it, and then advance the technique by adding something to it to make it hers.
She scanned the horizon, jumping down from the tree as soon as she found the direction she wanted to go in. Ashley set her up to go to Razania, and Earth based culture, where she could centre herself. And that is what she absolutely needed to do on this trip, allow herself to come back to a peace of mind, body, and soul. She carried around her neck an amulet of peace that was given to her from her sensei. It would allow her to be able to get into their village without any problems. She started walking in the direction she chose, the only thing was to get to Razania you had to travel by portal, and portal jumping was not one of her favourite thing to do. But she had a few more hours till the portal would appear, and she was on schedule, she just had to continue on her way without facing any distractions. “That should be easy enough,” she smiled to herself.
She had travelled for another hour and a half, when she suddenly felt like something was out of place. The area around her had become abnormally warm, “what the hell is going on her?” she asked herself. She bent down and put her hand flat on the ground. “Oh god, please say it’s not Lava Demons,” she repeated over and over to herself. She stood up and looked around scanning for the source; it was coming closer, very quickly. The heat then seemed to miraculously disappear. She let out a soft sigh, and with that five Lava Demons came charging at her. “SHIT,” she yelled jumping into the air trying to avoid them. She landed a few meters away from them. This was not good she could not fight these type of demons in her condition. Not only were they quick, they had amazing strength. If just flicked by one of these things could break a few bones. And she was facing down five; she also was at even more of a disadvantage. Since she also hunted demons, along with her other comrades she had been given biological armour. It was made from gold, titanium, and platinum, and of course enchanted so that it was light but could stand up to some pretty hard hits. It was infused into her skin so when needed it would take on a solid form and cover parts of her body, like natural armour. But it just had to be the time when her association decided to redesign the armour. So she was in the worst situation that she could be in.
The demons charged at her again, and she tried to jump out of the way. However one of the Lava demons was quick enough to grab her ankle with crushing strength, sending pain shooting through her leg. The demon then slammed her down into the ground creating a huge crater. Her body quivered from the shock and the pain. Three demons jumped in after her, and she used the strength that she could muster at that time to jump out of the hole, landing on her knees, because the one leg couldn’t support her weight for too long. Her breathing was heavy and blood was dribbling down the side of her face from the damage of the impact. She had to heal herself quickly or there was going to be nothing left of her. She scurried over to a tree, and climbed it as quickly as she could just to give herself some time. She sent healing energy to her ankle first which was quickly mended, but still stung as the nerves in her leg twitched with pain. She then moved on to the wound on her head, and that took a minute to heal, making sure there was no life threatening damage. Her body was thrown from the tree as two of the demons ripped it out of the ground and shook it violently. She landed semi gracefully on her feet, trying to keep as much distance between them and her as possible. One dashed at her again and she managed to deliver a hard kick to him, sending him flying back.
They all attacked her, and the fight went on and on for what seemed like hours but was really only about half an hour. In the end she managed to get far enough away that the demons lost interest. She had managed to find a weakness, the back of their necks where the spine connects to the skull. Break that and they go down, she had some how with luck, persistence, and good timing managed to take down two. But not before they had done a number on her. She had multiple fractures throughout her left arm, a dislocated left shoulder, multiple cuts all over her body bleeding profusely, her other ankle was shot, four ribs broken, and her body was developing dark bruises all over her legs, arms and especially on her abdomen.
She was so close to her destination, just a little further and she would be able to heal in the safety of the village. She staggered the rest of the way collapsing every few steps, and she kept on getting back up. When she collapsed the tenth time, she tried getting up but her body refused. Her legs feeling like cement, extreme pain pulsing through her body with every raspy breath she took. She tried to position herself in a position that inflicted the smallest amount of pain. She opened her travelling pack and pulled out a small personal first aid kit. She decided that she should try to close up some of her wounds while the rest of her body took a rest. She pulled out a needle and a thin type of stitching wire. She began to stitch up the deep cuts on her abdomen finishing the first of many, she began on another. Her body screaming at her for time to rest, to heal. She tried getting up once more, but fell instantly. Blackness started to encompass her vision. With her body shaking in pain, she passed out, only ten minutes away from her destination.
Three hours later at Dusk about two miles away…
Itachi and Kisame were walking through the forest back to their hideout after a long day. Kisame mumbling under his breath contemplating what he was going to eat when he stepped into the confines of their home. Itachi was just mentally reviewing the day’s events as they slowly proceeded deeper into the greenery. Kisame suddenly stopped in his tracks, sniffing the air. Itachi had continued walking a few steps before he decided to halt and find out the reason why Kisame had stopped. Itachi turned around with an unconcerned look in his eye, and observed his shark like team mate.
“Do you smell that?” Kisame asked, taking in deeper breaths of air. Itachi looked at Kisame as if he had six heads. “I’m serious,” Kisame snapped at him. Itachi shrugged his shoulders and inhaled the air. Kisame was right, there was a distinct smell dispersed throughout the area, and he knew that scent all to well.
“Blood,” Itachi said calmly. They both started looking around for the source. Kisame dashed off into the direction that he thought would lead to the source. Itachi followed, he didn’t question Kisame’s choice of direction, because of Kisame’s shark like qualities his sense of smell was extremely advanced especially when blood was involved. In no time they were in a clearing, however this was not a natural clearing. Both of their eyes went wide when they saw massive trees up rooted, large craters denting the hard ground in various areas, and splashes of blood everywhere. And what was suspicious was that there were two large blobs of cooled lava near the edge of the clearing. Kisame then noticed a blood trail leading away from the seen, and he dashed off yet again, Itachi following close behind. They had travelled about half a mile when Kisame suddenly stopped.
“What is it,” Itachi asked as he came up beside him.
“I smell fresh blood, but it is also mixed with something else, almost like a forest after a hard storm.” Kisame replied a little confused as to why that scent was around here.
Itachi’s eyes went wide, “It couldn’t be her after all this time, could it?” he thought as his heart quickened. Itachi quickly walked through the last bit of bush to find out the source of the smell and the blood. He scanned the area, Kisame right behind him. Their eyes finally focused on a large lump near a tree. They stepped closer; it was now obvious that it was a body. Dried blood formed a small pool where the body and the ground found contact. Kisame went right up close to determine who it was.
“It’s a young woman and it looks like she’s dead,” Kisame stated a little disappointed. “Had a nice body too, what a waste,” he said with a smile. He slowly reached out to touch the firm ass that she had. When he was just about to make contact, the seemed to be dead body suddenly came to life. With a small kunai in hand she swung her arm trying to cut the perpetrator. Kisame moved back just in time to avoid the unexpected attack, his heart racing. Once he was back a few meters, her body shook and fell to the hard ground.
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?” Kisame yelled.
“It seems that it was a reflex,” Itachi replied. “Seems the assassin that we met at that hotel two years ago is not as good as she let us believe,” Itachi said with a smirk.
Kisame looked at him a mischievous smile appearing on his face. “So what do you want to do with her?” he asked becoming a little giddy. Itachi pondered the question for a few minutes, Kisame becoming a little antsy.
“Well since she is not dead, I suggest that we take her back to our hideout, the doctor we have there can heal her, as well as get information on her skills, and life through his examination of her body. It could become an advantage, if we know more about these types of fighters.” Itachi stated with arrogance in his voice.
Kisame’s smile became even wider, “Looks like I will get my toy after all,” he chuckled. He reached down to pick her up, and her arm made a large twitch causing Kisame to back away.
“Maybe you should carry her there,” Kisame said cautiously. Itachi glared at him, but moved towards her body. He knelt down beside her, his body ready for anything she might do. He gently turned her over on her back revealing cuts, and major bruising from her fight. He glanced at her face that was covered in dry blood and dirt.
“You must have had some day,” he whispered to her as he picked her up, carrying her bridal style. Kisame was just far enough away that he did not catch what Itachi had said. They nodded to each other and they were off to the Akatsuki hideout. By the time they had stepped into the building it was going on midnight. She had barely moved while in Itachi’s arms, which he was thankful for. The hallways throughout the building were silent, everyone was most likely asleep. They travelled quickly down the halls navigating their way to the medical office. Kisame tapped on the door, and let himself in, followed by Itachi with the beaten young woman in his firm arms. The doctor was going over files, and stood up when they came in. Itachi placed the young woman on the table, and stepped away. The doctor’s lips were in the form of a smile, as he looked over his potential “New Task.”
“It is unlike you gentlemen to bring home strays,” he laughed to himself as he looked at the two Akatsuki members. “So what did you do to her?” he asked while he lightly played with the ends of her stray hair.
“We found her like this, and we would like you to keep an eye on her as she heals.” Itachi stated coldly.
“So why would I do that when this girl is clearly on the edge of death, why didn’t you just let her die?” the Doctor asked with suspicion evident in his voice. Silence passed between all of them.
“She may be an asset to us,” Itachi calmly stated. “She was the one who broke Kisame’s arm about two years ago,” Itachi informed him with a smirk. The Doctor’s eyes widened as well as his smile. “So I want you to tell me everything that you find out about her,” Itachi ordered. The Doctor only nodded, telling him that he understood.
Kisame stepped closer to the table that she was on; he lifted his hand and placed it on her stomach rubbing her possessively. “Be sure to fix my new toy,” he grinned sinisterly. His wrist was then quickly grabbed by hers yanking it away from her stomach. Her grip tightened as he tried to break free. Itachi went over and pressed a few pressure points on her wrist that caused her to drop Kisame’s wrist. Kisame fell to his knees huffing in pain, “be sure to watch out for her reflexes, they are very unpredictable,” Itachi informed the Doctor. The Doctor let out a chuckle and nodded. With that Itachi and Kisame left to retire to their bedrooms.
“So you’re the beautiful creature that is this amazing fighter I have heard about, are you going to tell me about yourself?” he asked as he filled up a bucket with warm water to clean her up. The Doctor went over and carefully started to remove her torn and dirty clothes. He was a little shock when he had a chance to see all the physical damage. “Well now, you must have had quite a fight in order to have acquired body damage like that,” he said with concern. “But don’t worry I’m hear to fix you up, good as new,” he smiled. Her body seemed to completely relax as a result of his statement. He was a little surprised at her reaction, but his expression was soon replaced by a gentle smile. “Okay let’s see what I can do for you,” he told her as he began his check up.
The Morning Later around 8:00am…
Itachi slowly made his way to the medical office, he was a little anxious to find out what the Doctor had discovered about their new guest. “I wonder what happened to her,” he thought to himself. “She’s not a person that would let down her guard,” he continued to ponder. He tapped on the door of the medical office, and let himself in. Itachi quickly noticed that she was on the table with only a light blanket covering her. He stepped towards her scanning the room for her recent care taker. The Doctor was no where to be scene, Itachi continued walking towards her until he was right beside her stainless steel bed. He looked her up and down, his eyes returning to her face. Her face was cleaned of the blood and dirt; there was still dark bruising on the left side of her face. He lightly touched the discoloured area, “still swollen,” he whispered thoughtfully. His fingers trailed gently down her neck, stopping at the edge of the blanket. He carefully pulled the edge of the blanket back exposing her magnificent breasts along with her abdomen, the blanket halting just under her navel. He studied her body, and noticed that she had major bruising all over her abdomen, as well as cuts that still have yet to be completely healed. This told him that her cuts were extremely deep to take two attempts to heal. His hand hovered over one of the larger cuts following the movements of her stomach, and a THUD was heard as the office door gently closed.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you Itachi-san,” the Doctor said as he came to take a seat in the chair near his desk.
“I’ll take your word for that,” he responded as he moved his hand away from her body. He then covered her up again with the old blanket. “So what did you find out?” Itachi asked not taking his eyes off of her.
“Many interesting things, you certainly gave me a challenge.” the Doctor said with a smile as he looked over his notes. “Where would you like me to start?” he laughed as he flipped through the many pages.
“The most interesting discovery if you don’t mind,” Itachi responded as he went to lean against the wall beside the desk.
“Well then I will just get right to it,” said the Doctor a little excitement evident in his voice. “There were many interesting things I found out about her, but what really puzzles me was what I came across when examining a tissue sample. She seems to have particles of certain metals throughout her skin, namely titanium, platinum, and gold. This I have never seen before, usually these metals would never in anyway be able to blend to something biological without causing death. The second thing was that I noticed that she naturally has an accelerated healing ability; I didn’t have to use any means I had to heal her. And the third, and may I say most fascinating is her consciousness when unconscious.” Itachi looked at him with a confused expression on his face. “Let me explain, those reflexes that you warned me about are not reflexes. She is almost completely self aware about what is happening to her body. That is why she reacts when someone is about to touch her or touches her. How she acts with such accuracy is beyond me, but pretty much everything I have just listed surprised me.” The Doctor chuckled.
Itachi was taking in the information that he had just received, she was more interesting than he had thought. “When do you suppose she will wake up?” he asked as he headed for the door.
“Probably sometime late tomorrow,” The Doctor said placing his notes on the table. “What do you plan on doing with her when she wakes up? You do know that I will have to report my findings later tonight to your leader,” he said cautiously.
“I understand that, Kisame has already announced her as his so let him have her when she comes to,” Itachi said quickly walking out the door.
“Well, well you have caught the eyes of some of the men here; I hope Kisame doesn’t destroy you.” The Doctor sincerely said to her as he walked to the door to go and get some sleep in his room. After last night he deserved it, “Sweet Dreams,” he said as he closed the door.
“Pain so much pain,” she said as she struggled with her body. She suddenly felt weightless as she was tossed to a tree, it snapping from the impact. “Oh, I’m going to feel that tomorrow as well as a few days after,” she whimpered. Using all the strength she had she pulled herself to her feet, only to see a lava demon winding up for a punch to her face. She saw it coming but couldn’t move, the large fist sped closer to her face and just before the fist made contact her world went dark.
She sat up gasping for air, sweat drizzling down her face. “I’m still alive,” she softly spoke as she brought a hand up to cover her face and wipe off the sweat. Her voice was hoarse and her body was still fairly sore. She put her hand down to search for a source of water. When her eyes focused she realized that she was not where she remembered collapsing. Her mind went into a panic. “Who found me? Who took me here? Where was here anyway? How am I going to get out? What do they want from me?” She took in a deep breath, she needed to calm herself, and nothing good was going to happen if she panicked. “I obviously missed my portal,” she said out loud. She scanned the room; there was not immediate danger so she decided to walk around the room a little. It helped her thinking process when she paced, she slowly swung her legs over the side of the metal table, and tried to ease herself down to the floor. Her feet made contact and she put a little weight on them. Her legs gave out but she caught herself. She bent one leg at a time stretching the muscles helping the blood flow. She was soon able to stand fairly well, but she still was a little shaky after a few steps. She made her way towards a window; the light of a half moon was making its way into the window giving her enough to see pretty well. She looked around; she was in a medical office. She walked over to the desk and found a pad of paper with many notes. She scanned it, her brows furrowed almost instantly; all of it was about her. She ripped off the pages and carried them with her as she continued to look around the room. She needed to find some clue that would tell her where she was. Her eyes immediately drawn to some black fabric neatly folded on top of a file cabinet. She walked over; clothes would be a start to getting out of here. She unfolded the clothes and scanned the style of the garment. It was simple, a tight black tee-shirt, her gaze was suddenly caught by a little red mark on one of the sleeves. Her eyes went wide when she discovered upon closer inspection that it was a small red cloud. “No way in hell,” she said in shock. She started looking around for anymore clues that would disprove what she had in her hand. She found nothing, she huffed from her defeat. She tossed the blanket she had wrapped around her on the table, she found a scalpel and cut off the sleeves of the shirt. She pulled it on over her head, the fabric tightly clinging to the curves of her chest. She then unfolded the pants looking them over for any potential Akatsuki symbols. She was not going to wear their label, it would give them a type of ownership, and she was not about to let that happen. She slid on the pants tying the drawstrings so the pants held nicely to her hips. Her shirt ended a few inches below her breasts, revealing her navel ring in the front and her lower back tattoo from behind her. She then crunched up the notes and tossed them in the garbage. She frantically searched for a match, finally being successful when she opened one of the drawers. She lit a match and used that as a fuse to light the rest of the pack. She dropped it in the garbage and watched as the paper quickly burned. She then slowly opened the door and looked outside, it was clear. She stepped out and closed the door behind her. She now needed to find her belongings, and she knew that it wasn’t in the office after her frantic search, which meant that her belongings were some where in the building. She took another deep breath to calm her nerves and concentrated on finding her stuff. She decided to cast a “hide and seek” enchantment. A little light that she could only see, that was attuned to her energy pattern appeared, it slowly went on its way down the hall. She followed carefully, remembering how many halls and corridors that she passed. She heard a loud amount of chatter coming from a room and snuck a quick peak. There she saw a sea of Black with Red clouds, they were all dining and talking about new techniques and who they recently killed. She noted that this was the dining room, maybe she would come back and take and apple or something. She then continued to follow the little light up stairs, down hallways, until it was absorbed by the door to the room that contained her belongings. She looked up and down the hall that she was in making sure that she was safe. She placed the side of her face to the hard wood; she silenced her mind and listened for anything in the room. There was nothing, she tried the door handle, it was locked. She smiled; she had a technique that she loved to use especially when it came to locked doors. She twisted the door knob backwards as far as it would go, she then tapped the top corner of the door and kicked the bottom, and she then using the handle pulled back into the bolts that allowed the door to swing then quickly twisted the knob the other way and pushed the door in. It opened with ease and she giggled to herself as she stepped in.
Once she was in she did a quick scan of the room, to make sure there weren’t any unwanted surprises. She then took another quick look in the hallway to make sure no one had seen her, and then gently closed the door. She turned around and proceeded to explore the room to look for her things as well as to get some idea of the person that decided to take possession of her items. Everything in the room had its own place, many books on ninjutsu techniques and chakra control neatly organized in the small bookshelf beside the desk. There were a few books just for enjoyment at least she thought so. She scanned the titles, they were all mostly about murders that had to be solved, with a hint of romance. “Well a person that likes a good mystery,” she said as she smiled to herself. She continued her search for her things, quickly noticing her beige travelling pack against the wall under a window. She stepped over to it picked it up and brought it over to the desk to check and see if the rest of her belongings were still inside. She opened it and immediately knew someone had already been through it, everything wasn’t in its proper spot. She then dug through her bag mentally checking off everything that was still there in the bag. Everything was there except for her cell phone, she began looking through the drawers of the desk, and as she went over to the small portable closet on the left side of the window she passed a door that had a full body mirror hung on it. She took a quick look at herself, “God I am in bad shape,” she scolded herself as she tried to do something with her hair. She stopped and finally noticed that her necklace was missing, “SHIT,” she growled to herself. “I’m going to have to get that back no matter what, or I’m not going to be accepted into Razania.” she huffed as she frantically searched the rest of the room for her cell phone and her necklace.
Itachi and Kisame were making there way back to their rooms from the kitchen, Itachi pressing various buttons on a small flip phone trying to unlock it.
“So have you unlocked it yet?” Kisame asked as they proceeded down a hallway trying to strike up a conversation.
“Not yet,” Itachi responded quietly. He then flipped the phone closed and placed it in his pocket. And pulled out a necklace with a large amulet attached to it. Kisame’s curiosity seemed to peak at the sight of the new item.
“And what is that?” Kisame asked a little flustered at the fact that he didn’t know when his partner had acquired the item, or why he just remembered seeing it around the girl’s neck that they brought in.
“It is obviously a necklace,” Itachi responded curtly.
“And why do you have it?” Kisame shot back with venom in his voice.
“I think this is more than a plain necklace,” Itachi calmly informed.
“What do you think she’s going to do when she wakes up tomorrow and finds out that you took all her stuff?” Kisame enquired with an evil smirk on his face. They were now making the last turn to go down the hallway where their rooms were located.
“We will just have to chain her up in the basement before she wakes up, that way she won’t be able to do anything.” Itachi suggested as he stopped in front of the door that led to his room. Kisame snickered to himself as he continued to his room.
“As long as I get her conscious and in one piece,” Kisame yelled back letting out a loud laugh after his statement.
She heard a men talking just outside of the door followed by a crude laugh afterwards. She knew who that laugh belonged to, “Kisame that bastard,” she whispered to herself. The door handle was giggled, and then she heard the sound of keys. “Crap,” she whispered as she returned her bag to where she had found it. She then hid behind the door casting a ‘Chameleon’ enchantment allowing her to blend in to the wall.
The door opened and Itachi proceeded in, he scanned his room making sure everything was the way he had left it. He swung the door closed and went over to his bed and emptied the contents of his pockets onto the plump comforter. He stretched and then walked over to the full length mirror and opened the door; he walked inside and closed the door behind him.
“That must be the bathroom,” she thought as she deactivated her enchantment and quickly walked over to the bed trying not to make a sound. She grabbed her bag from under the window, keeping an eye on the bathroom door. She picked up her necklace and cell phone and stuffed the two items into her pack. She then quickly tiptoed to the door, her head swinging back to the other door when she heard running water. She quietly turned the knob and opened the door slowly. She peaked out into the hall to see if it was clear and then squeezed out of the room. She turned around and tried to close the door.
!SQUEAK!
The bathroom door flung opened and Itachi ran out to see who was in his room. The door leading to the hall made a loud SLAM. He immediately opened the door looking down the hall catching a glimpse of her running down the hallway in the direction of Kisame’s room. Itachi bolted after her. Kisame having heard the door slam opened his to see what was going on. When he did he saw a blur running past him followed by another blur that he identified as Itachi. With that Kisame ran after the both of them.
“Who the hell are we chasing?” Kisame huffed when he managed to catch up with Itachi.
“Simply put, your toy,” Itachi responded.
Kisame’s eyes flickered with excitement as they continued their pursuit. They parted at a hallway, Itachi still following her and Kisame heading the other way. They were going to trap her in the lobby. As the three zipped past various halls, their actions seemed to catch the interest of the other official Akatsuki members.
She was getting close to an open area she could feel it; she glanced back to she Itachi still on her tail. When she reached the larger area, what most would call a lobby; she darted off to another hallway, but was cut short when Kisame blocked her way. She jumped back landing in the middle of the room, Kisame facing her and Itachi a few metres behind her. Kisame was sporting a very mischievous grin, which made her very upset yet she didn’t quite know why. No one was moving, they weren’t getting closer to her so she decided to try to make a run for one of the other halls. She was quickly blocked of by one of them each time. She didn’t want to have a fight now, she was still healing and this was not a situation where she wanted to have the disadvantage.
“So what did you take from my room?” Itachi asked calmly.
“I took back what belongs to me, Uchiha,” she stated anger evident in her voice.
“How the hell did you get into my room in the first place?” He asked sincerely curious.
“That is for me to know,” she replied.
“Ha ha…I get my new toy early,” Kisame hissed.
She glared daggers at him, “I said it before and I will say it again, just so your puny mind can actually comprehend. You should only make statements like that when you can beat Me.” she hissed.
With that Kisame charged at her, his speed had increased dramatically from what she had remembered. She was managing to dodge his attacks, until one of them clipped her arm allowing him a split second opening and he took it. He grabbed her throat cutting off her air supply and slammed her against the wall with such force that it caused a large crater around her body. The other Akatsuki members were making their way into the lobby and went over to Itachi to find out what was going on. Itachi was just silent watching and wondering how this little scruff between her and Kisame was going to turn out. “Looks like she still is being affected by the damage of her last fight,” Itachi thought a little disappointed.
Kisame was squeezing her neck tighter small pulses of pain circulating around his grip. She closed her eyes trying to slow down her heart and try to figure out a way to get out of this situation. His hand released her, and she fell to the floor.
“I am going to have lots of fun with you when you come to,” Kisame slyly said to her thought to be unconscious form.
“He must think that I’m unconscious, the idiot. Well it’s a good thing I have trained to go with out air when necessary for close to two hours. Oh he is going to regret what he just did, and I thought I was healing quite nicely.” she thought to herself as she laid there waiting for the right moment.
Kisame turned around and started walking towards the rest of the group. She pulled herself to her feet and set down her travelling pack against the wall. She quickly walked over to him and just as he was turning around delivered a hard punch to his face, sending him crashing to the hard floor. He quickly got up and turned to her, he was about to say something when she sent him flying to wall with one of her kicks. The rest of the Akatsuki members, including Itachi stepped back as she walked over to Kisame’s fallen form. Kisame saw her coming and jumped up and lunged at her, she side stepped the attack and as he started to fall grabbed his right arm and spun it back causing Kisame to yield on his knees. She pressed a few pressure points which tightened up the muscles in his arm, and then she activated a couple of other pressure points in his spine paralysing him. She brought her lips close to his ear, him having a small idea of what was about to come next.
“I am not your toy or any one’s for that matter. I will break every bone in you body so you will never pester me or any other woman ever again.” she whispered evilly into his ear. She wasn’t going to really break his body; she just wanted to seriously scare him. She drew back ready for a final blow, when a puppet trap came at her that she easily dodged.
“This is none of your concern Sasori, so piss off.” she said angrily glaring at the puppet master.
“It wasn’t his choice, I ordered him to.” said the leader as a path was cleared to let him through. He was followed by their Doctor with many papers in hand. She straightened herself as he approached her, her guard up.
“So you are the new resident here, young lady,” he enquired as he looked her up and down.
“Never asked to be, and as soon as I get my belongings I will be out of your hair,” she stated collecting herself. She focused some energy to her hand and proceeded to heal the bruises on her neck, she was done in a quick second.
“Do you have anywhere to be?” the Leader asked her.
She looked at him with scepticism, “What are you getting at?” she asked bluntly.
“Come with me to my office, I have a deal that I think will intrigue you,” he said with a smile as he offered his hand to her. “But first you have to fix Kisame; he is one of my best you know.”
“Well you should be investing in something sturdier,” she replied as she walked over to Kisame. She looked at him, and then she suddenly grabbed his right arm and snapped it back to the front. A loud crackle was heard and Kisame groaned in pain. “After you,” she sweetly ordered to the Akatsuki leader.
He preceded down one of the corridors her following behind the Doctor after she grabbed her pack. Itachi watched as they disappeared down one of the halls, “What is he up to,” he thought. Itachi walked over and helped up Kisame; another one of the Akatsuki members went over to Kisame’s other side and along with Itachi took him back up to his room.
In the Akatsuki Leader’s Office…
“I would like you to teach one of the members of this organization how to heal them using energy.” said the Leader as he leaned back in his chair.
“And why do you want me to do that?” she asked calmly.
“So that we will be able to extend missions, if they always have to come back here to rest and heal after a battle if becomes very inefficient.” he stated almost like he was making a sale.
“If I said ‘No’ to this, what would be your response?” she enquired.
“Since you were brought here without any realization it would probably be fair to just set you free with your belongings, never to hear from us again. But if you said ‘Yes’, then you would stay here for as long as you need to complete the member’s training, and as a return favour you would be escorted by members that you select back to where they found you.” he replied trying to cover all bases.
She sat there contemplating what decision to make, there was going to be a second portal that would appear, but that was in ten days. So staying here would not really be a problem she could avoid most demon attacks if she was here. Working with whoever they chose could be a little difficult but accomplishable. “Where would I stay?” she asked quizzically.
“In their room if you don’t have a problem with that,” he said looking at his finger nails.
“I will say yes on three conditions, one: it will only be the healing training and that is it, and you let me teach at my own pace and style, no interference. Two: it cannot be Kisame. And Three: there will be not torture, studying of me, and no fondling through my stuff, personal privacy even minimal would be appreciated.” She said as she sat back and waited for their final answer.
“Agreed, just wait out side the building while we choose our individual.” he said as he stood up at and motioned for her to leave.
She left and proceeded down the halls and managed to get herself out side. She let out a heavy sigh once she sat down on the grass against the building just outside the door. She looked up to the sky, “What have I gotten myself into?” she asked herself. She took a minute to herself to relax her body before she started thinking about the deal and how she was going to teach something like healing to one of these ninjas. When she thought about the deal she couldn’t help but feel uneasy, their Leader was hiding something, it was obvious, the question was, how many people was he hiding it from? She reached into her bag and pulled out a book she had been reading. “Might as well knock off a few chapters while I’m waiting.” she murmured to herself.
About twenty minutes later…
Itachi walked slowly down the hall, he couldn’t believe he was the one that was stuck with her. Why did she take the deal? Why didn’t the choose someone else? What is our Leader up to? These questions swirled around his mind as he opened the main doors that led outside, and to where she was suppose to be waiting. He was a little shocked to find her still there sitting by the building just like he was told she would be. She looked at him and marked her page in her book. She placed it back in her bag and picked it up and walked over to him.
“So are you the one I’m suppose to teach Uchiha?” she asked with her arms crossed.
“Sadly for the both of us, yes you are,” he said coldly. “This way, even though you already know where my room is.” Itachi huffed. It was two in the morning and everything was just frustrating.
When they got to his room he opened the door and let her in. She walked right over to the window and looked outside. Itachi went to his portable closet and rummaged around until he came out with a thin mattress that he usually took with him on missions, the cold ground took its toll on his body many times. He brought it over and he handed it to her.
“Thank you,” she said gently as she looked around for a spot to put it. “Is there any particular place you would like me to sleep,” she asked politely.
“Outside, but if you must sleep here anywhere on the floor and out of the way.” he replied.
She rolled her eyes and placed it where she was standing, it was on the floor and out of the way as much as possible. She kneeled on the mattress and started rummaging through her travel pack. When she pulled out her brush she began brushing her hair, Itachi watched her as she gracefully brushed through her strands. He wanted to just sit beside her and run his fingers through her hair.
She saw him staring at her, “Is there something wrong?” she asked as she put her brush away. Itachi didn’t say anything he just went into his bathroom to get ready for bed as well. While he was in there she reached into her pack and pulled out to light flannel blankets. She spread the first one on the mattress tucking the edges under it, and then she spread the second one on top of that. She then continued to find some night clothes that she could wear. She pulled out a baggy tee-shirt, and some panties. She usually didn’t mind sleeping in the nude, put she was not going to do that here of all places. She took off her pants and slid on her black panties; she folded her pants and put them to the side. She then took off her shirt her back towards the bathroom door.
Itachi, after having finished getting ready for bed took a deep breath and looked at his reflection in the mirror. “Why me?” he whispered to himself. He took off his shirt and hung up his towel; he opened the bathroom door and quietly stepped into the rest of his room. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her changing her top her back towards him. The curvature of her body seemed to be more defined when she was moving. She pulled her tee-shirt over her head and smoothed out the wrinkles. She turned around to see if Itachi was about done so she could go in and wash up. She was taken aback when she saw him just standing there watching her.
“Are you almost done?” she asked. He just walked over to his bed and sat down. She grabbed her tooth brush and tooth paste and went into the bathroom. When she was finished she walked back into the room and headed to her bed. She placed her items back into her pack, and smoothed out her bed. She stood up straight and allowed her body to stretch; she let out a soft sigh when she heard a small POP from one of her tense joints. She quickly glanced at Itachi as her body relaxed, and he was watching her. She was getting a little frustrated she wasn’t going to do anything like try to run, so he had no real reason to be watching her like a hawk.
“You can stop watching me Uchiha, I’m not going to do anything.” she told him as she sat down on her mattress.
“You’re a woman, you’re always up to something.” he stated bluntly.
She was getting pissed, she hadn’t been treating him rudely, and she understood if he was unhappy about the situation, but she didn’t need this. She got up and stood in front of him, “Look I’m not to happy about the situation either, I didn’t ask to be the one that teaches you, you were picked by your “LEADER”. So stop being an ass and deal with it, I’m only going to be staying at most ten days. Things would probably go a lot better if we both try to cut down on the attitude that we dish out to one another. Now Good Night.” she angrily told him. And with that said she went back over to her mattress and lied down, her back towards Itachi. Itachi curled up into his bed and stared at the ceiling. Both of them went to sleep thinking:
“God this is going to be a rough ten days.”
Copyright Feb 12, 2006
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