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Seaswept
By : Daydreamer79
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Chapter List
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Chapter Seven
Sasuke glared at the large back disappearing from the room, leaving him and the ship's surgeon alone. He cursed his inability to pick up languages as quickly as Itachi. It made things significantly more difficult to communicate with anyone except his brother. With the exception of the few spattering of words he could follow, the dialogue between the two seamen had not helped him understand where Itachi was. He wasn't a small child, but there were times he felt treated as one. Dan was the worst, carving him little toys to play with as if he were a toddler. His fingers drifted to the small animal carved from driftwood and standing stiffly on the bedside table.
His dark morose intensified and his glare along with it. Staring at Dan, he wished the man would disappear and leave him alone to his thoughts. Dan's pitiful attempts to teach Sasuke his language only served to confuse him all the more. Though he was grateful to Dan for healing him, he only wanted Itachi. Without his mother and father, his brother was all he had left in the world. These foreigners were too strange and they smelled odd.
"Are you feeling well, Sasuke?"
Sasuke shifted his gaze to Dan with a sigh. It was a question. He could tell by the slight rising in tone over the last few syllables. That didn't help him understand what was being said, but at least he could manage a simple affirmative and hopefully send the man off to do whatever it was he did when not in Sasuke's company.
"Yes," he replied in a heavily accented tone.
Dan smiled and nodded his head. "Good. I'm glad to see you picking up the language. You'll be speaking as well as Itachi before you know it."
The smile assured Sasuke that his affirmative response to the question was what Dan hoped to hear. The mentioning of Itachi perked his interest, though he had no way of knowing in what context the name was used. It was so frustrating being foisted amidst these men with their guttural language and poor hygiene. Things would be much more convenient for him if they would simply learn his language.
Dan reached over and patted his head as if he were a toddler before moving away and gathering up the remains of the soiled cloth and water used to clean up the large man called Kisame. "I'm going to go check and see if the captain needs anything. I'll be back shortly."
Sasuke watched the exit with anxious excitement. It had taken a while, but his strength was nearly returned and he was ready to see something outside of this small room with its strong herbal scent, not all of it pleasant. Now he wanted to understand where he was. After his shameful display of childish behavior while the strange foreigner attacked Itachi, he felt a overbearing need to prove himself not the child everyone seemed to believe he was.
Sasuke slid from the bed, his toes testing the feel of the wooden flooring beneath his feet. It was scuffed and given little care other than to be washed periodically with sea water. The corners of the room were filthy where the occasional mopping missed, causing his nose to wrinkle and his feet to avoid those areas. It was times like these that he missed the pristine floors his mother maintained in his home with the assistance of servants.
He slid carefully from the door, his eyes darting down the dimly lit hall towards the crew quarters portion of the ship. His heart pounded with excitement and the relief of finally being free of that small enclosed room. The air would do him good and maybe Itachi would be outside when he arrived.
The ship was quiet. Itachi had mentioned to him that they were docking in a port to resupply before working around the great landmass blocking them from their destination. The vast majority of the crew went ashore to enjoy themselves, according to his brother. That meant the mostly deserted ship would be easy for him to explore.
His small feet made slight padding sounds on the cool surface as he worked his way toward the stairs leading to the upper deck and the beckoning fresh air. A faint sound of laughter carried on the light sea breeze, causing him to duck cautiously behind a series of stairs leading to the upper levels of the top deck.
The pounding in his heart thrummed against the wall of his chest. He was certain everyone within the vicinity could hear its throbbing beat. Hiding seemed the cowardly thing, but he wasn't given any other option. The men on this ship seemed hard. Discretion was the better part of valor in these particular circumstances.
"Ahoy the Crimson Cloud."
Feet pounded down the stairs above where Sasuke hid away and he ducked even deeper into the shadows to avoid being discovered.
"Who goes there?"
"I thought I recognized this ship." The voice moved closer and steps clopped faintly on the gang plank. "I wish to speak with your captain. I'm a merchant and I have wares that might interest him."
The voice sent chills running over Sasuke, creating a lump of ice in his stomach while at the same time sending his skin to crawling as if covered in bugs. He could not follow the words, but the arrogant and amused voice struck a note of fear in him. It's silky purr held barely hidden deception.
His hands clenched in the material of his loose pants and prayed the stranger speaking did not come aboard the ship. He did not need to understand the language to know he was a person one did not want to have dealings with.
"Come aboard but I warn you, the captain is in a piss poor mood."
As the man stepped aboard, followed by his associate, Sasuke couldn't hold in the gasp. His painted face could have graced that of the most dangerous [i]oni[/i]. It was a mixture of beauty and pure malice. The sense of confidence was tempered by darkness, pushing aside any truly attractive features and leaving only the cold sense of a snake. Golden eyes darted in every direction while the wheels spun behind them.
Never in Sasuke's life had he seen a man such as this. He carried darkness in him and spread it wherever he touched.
The merchant paused as he followed Dan up the steps. His eyes gleamed like that of a serpent in the faint lantern light. They looked through the slates of stairs before focusing their gaze directly into Sasuke's eyes. Lips twisted upward in a smile that held no warm.
Those eyes with their golden hue mesmerized him. He felt like the rodent prey of a great snake just before being devoured. Never had such a person caused this degree of fear in him and he was trapped beneath the stairs with no escape.
"Kabuto—"
"Yes, Orochimaru?"
The lips parted in a wide and devilish grin. Golden eyes dropped towards the stairs as he made his way towards the captain's cabin. A pink tongue darted out as he took the stairs two at a time. No words were spoken, but the understanding was obvious in the other's gaze.
"As you wish, sir."
Sasuke watched silently as Kabuto turned and descended the steps in slow meticulous movements. Uncertainty, liberally dosed with fear, spread through his stomach in a burning rush.
A mixture of excitement and malice spread across bespectacled features. The man called Kabuto paused beside the stairs and glanced beneath to see Sasuke hiding between two barrels. A small smile plastered itself on his face as he spoke.
"Ah…are you stowaway on this ship?"
Sasuke clenched his jaw and pressed further away from the man. The words were lost to him. Even if his understanding of the language was better, the emotional distress he was under would keep him from fully mentally translating the words.
"They're pirates, you know." The kind smile that didn't fully reach his eyes as he spoke. "If they find you, you'll be thrown into the ocean…or worse, made into their whore. Is that what you want?"
Sasuke clenched his jaw and searched for the appropriate words. "Go…way."
"I'm afraid I can not." There was a tilting of the pale head and blinking of eyes through the round lenses of his spectacles. "Won't you come with me? Mr. Orochimaru will take care of you and find you a nice home."
"Go way!" said Sasuke with more force. "Itachi…come."
Kabuto cocked his head to the side. "Interesting. You're not from here, are you?"
"Go way," repeated Sasuke.
"I wish I could say I am sorry, but it is my pleasure to give Orochimaru what he desires and he desires you."
The man reached forward and latched a hand around Sasuke's wrist. He gave a hard tug jerking so harshly, Sasuke's arm was nearly pulled from its socket. The only sound escaping him was a small pained grunt. Shock at the lightning quick action silenced him for a moment.
The shock wore off quick enough and he opened his mouth to scream, only to have a hand flatten across his lips. The man was bigger and stronger. Sasuke's flailing arms were quickly subdued when strong hands wrapped around his thin wrists. Struggling and kicking was to no avail.
The ship was deserted. The only people aboard were the captain, Dan, and two sailors who were busy drinking themselves into a stupor below decks. Neither would be of use to him and the captain and Dan were in the captain's cabin with Orochimaru. No one was around to come to his aid.
"Keep still!" grunted Kabuto after a well aimed kick landed on the muscle of his thigh, dangerously close to his crotch.
Sasuke's eyes flashed dangerously with the promise of more such kicks. His teeth attempted to move against the flattened palm to latch onto the meaty flesh of the hand silencing his cries for help. Blood rushed through his veins and a desperate high strengthened his muscles. He would fight this man for his freedom.
"You forced me to do this."
The hand covering Sasuke's mouth shifted slightly so to be in reach of his nose. Fingers pinched the nostrils closed while the palm kept him from parting his lips to breath.
Sasuke's heart pounded in his chest and his lungs burned violently with the need for air. His struggles intensified, an act only bringing him closer to his limit sooner rather than assisting him in breathing. The need for air was becoming desperate as his struggles became weaker.
White spots danced before his eyes and a ringing appeared in his ears. His vision became like a tunnel until darkness closed around and then there was nothing. Only darkness remained, keeping him on the very edge of consciousness.
His body went limp and immediately the hand was removed from his face. There was a pause followed by a quick gasp of air and then normal, albeit ragged breathing commenced.
Sasuke remained unconscious as he was lifted across Kabuto's shoulder and slowly carried down the narrow gangplank to the slick wood of the mooring dock. His unconscious state would be short, making Kabuto's movements quick so to avoid drawing more attention to him than necessary.
Not a single man walking the length of the port noticed his movement towards the large slave ship docked on the end; or if they did, they did not care or were too drunk to bother doing more than stare at the man striding down the walk. Most kept their attention focused on the bottle in hand or the women they flirted with. It was safer not to stick one's nose in business he had no business doing. Such actions would land a man with a sword in his gullet or a pistol ball in his head.
By the time Sasuke finally came round from his forced unconscious state enough to struggle, he was in the process of being thrown unceremoniously into a dank cell located in the hold of a ship. His breath was shoved from his lungs on the hard landing, forcing him to spend precious moments recovering. He screamed out in annoyances and stood quickly, ready to dart past his abductor if his legs hadn't collapsed beneath him. The strain of his own recovery from near death and the harsh treatment wrought by this stranger sapped what little energy he had rallied prior to leaving Dan's quarters.
"You belong to Orochimaru now. Best get used to it." Kabuto gave a disgusted glance around his surroundings before striding through the rows of cells and men and women of all ages chained to walls inside the hull of the ship.
"Bastard!" screamed Sasuke as he rose and moved to tug at the bars. "Come back here!
His voice carried through the hold. No matter how loud he screamed his curses, no one came. The other men, women, and children said nothing. They merely sat in private despair. A few glanced his way in mild curiosity before drifting back into their personal hells. These people were broken by their situations, a state Sasuke refused to accept without a fight. He would not give into this Orochimaru...this demon brought forth from some netherworld to take him from his brother.
A quick glance around the tight quarters revealed humans in all shape and color. There were the dark skinned Africans and the olive hued of more north. A few even paler women and children dotted amongst those of darker skin. Men, women, and children filled the space, some so tightly packed that they were nearly atop each other. The smell of sweat, urine, and feces was rank through the entire enclosed area. It was an odor far worse than that he and Itachi had survived in their short stint locked away in the hold. These smells had been here for much longer.
"What is this place?" His hands clenched on the bars and shook them again. "Why am I here?"
Sasuke gave a small growl of frustration and leaned his back against the bars, sliding down until his bottom touched the cold and slimy floor. He lowered his head to his knees and gave a small and faint whine. For a moment, tears pricked his eyes, but he refused to allow them to spill over. He had to stay calm and wait. Itachi would come for him. There was nothing on this earth that would stop his brother from finding him.
He rubbed his face back and forth on his pants to wipe at the gathered moisture before it could fall. Moments ticked by in slow succession. The faint scratching sound in the darkness had him drawing his legs up close to his body to limit the flesh available in memory of the illness brought on him by his previous interactions with ship rats.
A movement from the shadowed portion of the cell startled him, causing him to draw himself into even more tighter of a ball. The shadows shifted; something larger than a rat was moving about with him. The dim lighting created by a scarce few lanterns did not provide nearly enough to allow him to see who sat hidden.
"Stay away from him. He's a monster."
Sasuke could only decipher one word from the uttered sentence of the man in the adjoining cage. [i]Monster.[/i] He wanted to scoff at the thought, but in such a horrifying place, who knew what sort of horrors were kept from the light of day?
Swallowing the thick bile rising in his throat, he inched to the opposing corner of the small cell. His throat closed up on itself and he strained to see what sort of thing resided in the shadows. It was not difficult for his mind to throw various horrific possibilities into the forefront of his thoughts. The darkness aided in fueling his imagination within this horrible place.
The shadows shifted again, this time the 'monster' hidden in them was revealed; only he was not a monster. Dim light brown eyes caught a trace of light as the lanterns swayed with the movement of the ship. Thick arms and broad shoulders tapered down into lean hips and strong thighs. As powerful as this man appeared, it was his face that was so startling.
If there was such a thing as the angels spoken of by the missionaries, this man's face belonged to one. There was such a sad gentleness that even if his beauty wasn't enough to earn him favor with the Christian god, his almost mournful features should have.
Was this the monster spoken of? Could such sad and despondent features house a monster? If anything, the man looked dead, nearly all life was gone from his eyes. He might breathe still, but he was to the point of being devoid of life.
Sasuke relaxed faintly, not sensing the slightest shimmer of danger from the man despite that those in the cages on either side of his seemed terrified of the man enough to give him a wide berth. It confused him because the only thing he sensed from the man was despair and loneliness. Not the slightest hint of danger was present in this man.
He licked his lips and inched closer to the man hiding in the shadows. There was little he could do in forms of communication and it was highly unlikely the man could speak his native tongue. Pressing a finger to his chest, Sasuke cleared his throat. "Sasuke."
Pointing to the man, he cocked his head and waited. When no response came, he pointed to his chest again. "Sasuke."
The dull eyes shining in the muted light focused on him, life entering them for the first time. "Juugo."
Gasps erupted from those in hearing distance. Several people inched closer, only to earn a low rumbling growl from Juugo. His eyes flashed dangerously and Sasuke scooted back at the faint malice rolling from the man.
"No." Sasuke clenched his teeth in frustration, wishing his father had spent the time to teach him in language as he had Itachi. "No bad. Juugo no bad."
Juugo frowned slightly, his attention now fully on Sasuke. He moved slightly into the light. A tanned, calloused hand extended forward and pointed to Sasuke. "Sasuke."
Sasuke relaxed and smiled. His smile only lasted a moment as Juugo moved more fully into the light. The brighter illumination of Juugo caused the smile to drop almost immediately in horror of what he saw.
Scars riddled the man's body. There were deep scars caused by ropes, chains, and whips. A few burns dotted his hip and obviously deep scars were visible around his sides from a harsh whipping. Encircling his neck hung a metal collar and beneath it shown white with the healed scar of a rope imprinted in stark relief forever on his flesh. His skin was almost completely covered with scars of various degrees. Only his face seemed unmarred by the nightmare enveloping his body.
"Only a monster could withstand such a beating."
Juugo turned his gaze to the nearby voice and growled low in his throat. His eyes flashed dangerously, surprisingly showing more life than they had since Sasuke's entrance into the cell.
"Juugo," called Sasuke. "Juugo."
Juugo nodded slightly and settled back into position across from Sasuke. "I'm not a monster."
Sasuke tilted his head thoughtfully before nodding. "Juugo no monster."
The beautiful lips parted in a smile that intensified his angelic features. His eyes crinkled slightly at the corners. "Sorry if I scared you."
Sasuke shook his head. "Not Juugo. Too dark."
Juugo chuckled faintly. "Yes. Too dark."
Sasuke lowered his head to his knees once more. His eyes moved to the scars covering what would have been a beautiful body. "Juugo hurt?"
Juugo blinked a few times before tracing a finger across a particularly deep slash starting at the curve of his right shoulder and ending below his left nipple. "Not any longer."
"Sasuke no talk good." Sasuke scratched at his hair with annoyance before switching to his native tongue. "Why can't you speak my language?"
A frown crossed Juugo's features as his teeth began nibbling on his lower lip. "You could teach me your language and I'll teach you mine."
Sasuke frowned, shaking his head in frustration at only catching a handful of words. "No know words."
"Teach? Sasuke teach Juugo?" Juugo inched closer to Sasuke, causing Sasuke to realize Juugo was younger than he looked upon first glance.
The shadows and horrific scars decorating his body caused him to appear older than he was. Looking on him, he looked barely older than Itachi. His life had aged his soul.
"Teach?"
He nodded emphatically. "Sasuke teach Juugo."
He could teach him and maybe learn the language of these foreigners. "Sasuke…I teach."
Juugo scratched his head and smiled. "Why are you here? You don't look like you belong."
Sasuke frowned, unable to follow the words. He lowered his gaze too the floor and shivered. Even with his new companion, he longed for his brother. "Itachi will find me."
The smile dropped from Juugo's face at the despondent look crossing Sasuke's face. "I'll look out for you."
Staring into the darkness, he didn't feel quite as alone. Itachi would find him. He closed his eyes until the ship began to shift. "Move?"
Juugo nodded and moved so he could sit closer to Sasuke. "Move."
Fear raced through Sasuke, causing panic to rise. He immediately fell into his native tongue. "Itachi can't find me if we leave!
He jumped to his feet and shook desperately at the bars locking him in the bowels of the ship. "Let me go! Let me go!
Juugo's large arms wrapped around Sasuke's quaking frame. He whispered into Sasuke's hair all manner of soothing words. "It will be alright. I'll look out for you. They won't hurt you."
All eyes stared upon them in shock. Seeing the monster cradling such a small boy in his massive arms seemed almost surreal. They acted like long lost friends and not virtual strangers. The embrace was something Sasuke desperately needed, for he was alone without anything familiar in a very dark place.

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Itachi schooled his face into a neutral expression as he pressed open the door leading towards the room where Sasuke slept. He needed to see his brother and feel the warm rush of affection he felt for him. In the turmoil of his emotions, many he did not understand, he needed the steady constant of Sasuke's love.
"Sasuke, are you still awake?" Itachi paused upon entering, not seeing his brother. "Sasuke?"
He moved into the room. There were not many places to hide in the tiny room serving as a surgery and sleeping quarters for the ship surgeon. Sasuke was not here.
Turning on his heels, he moved towards the space in the hold where the crew hung their hammocks. If Sasuke was exploring, he might do so in the currently unoccupied portion of the hold. "Sasuke? Are you in here?"
"What be you looking for, lad?"
Itachi glanced towards the hammock swinging slightly under the weight of the sailor. "I'm looking for my brother, Sasuke. Have you seen him?"
The sailor thought for a moment before shaking his head. "I haven't seen the boy. You should ask the captain."
Itachi nodded stiffly and moved from the hold to the upper deck. A cold chill worked through the pit of his stomach like a dead hand reaching for his heart. Try though he might, he couldn't push aside the fear present in his core.
A careful knock on the captain's door resulted in a low growl. "What is it?"
"I am sorry. Sasuke…have you seen him?" Itachi's head peeked into the door to find his captain in an unusual position settled on his bunk with sleep mussed hair.
"I haven't seen the boy." Pein sat up with a grumble. "Go elsewhere and don't disturb me again or you'll have a chance to experience the lash across your back."
Itachi backed quickly out of the cabin and sealed the door with more than a little frustration. Sasuke would not have been foolish enough to leave the ship. He must be somewhere aboard the [i]Crimson Cloud[/i].
Taking in a calming breath, he moved to find Dan. He wasn't surprised to see the man seated at the base of the mast with a small whittling knife and a bit of wood in his hand. "Dan?"
"Ah, Itachi." Dan held up the small bit of wood in the process of becoming a figurine of sorts. "I was just carving a bit of a toy for Sasuke. He doesn't have much to do."
Itachi nodded in understanding. It was especially hard for Sasuke when his knowledge of languages was so poor. "Have you seen Sasuke? Please…I can not find him."
"Oh?" Dan frowned slightly and set aside his wood. "He's not in my room?"
"No. I don't know if he is exploring but he does not answer me. Please help."
Dan nodded immediately. "Of course. He wouldn't have left the ship, would he?"
"No. Sasuke is…smart. He would not search for me." Itachi relaxed a little with Dan assisting him. "I worry."
"Of course. I'll check the nooks and crannies topside. You go check down below again. He might be in one of the rooms."
Itachi nodded and began a systematic search of the rooms below deck. There were not many and he searched them all while calling for Sasuke. He stuck his head in Kisame's room, unable to prevent the disturbing thought of him disappearing upstairs with the tavern wench trailing behind him. "Sasuke?"
Realizing Sasuke was not there, he quickly moved to search elsewhere. Worry for his brother easily dispelled the disturbing thoughts surrounding Kisame. There would time later for thinking on what he felt, for now he would focus on finding Sasuke and moved deeper into the lower parts of the ship.
He was nearly panicked by the time he met up with Dan after searching the entirety of the lower decks. "Did you find Sasuke?"
Dan shook his head, worry working through him. "We need to inform the captain."
Another knock on the captain's door had the man up and swinging the door open with a quite unpleasant look of anger and frustration spread across his features. "What?"
"The boy…Sasuke, we can't find him." Dan glanced at Itachi through the corner of his eye.
"Search the ship for him. There are only so many places a boy can hide." Pein moved to slam the door when Itachi's hand shot forward to block the action. "Release my door before I order you flogged for insolence."
"We have searched the ship. He is not here. Please." Itachi clenched his jaw. "My brother is not on the ship."
Pein's brows drew downward. "You're sure?"
"Aye, Captain," answered Dan. "We've searched the entire ship for the last hour. The lad isn't here and Itachi assures me Sasuke would never leave the ship alone."
There was a pause followed by a faint look of horror crossing Pein's features. It was a look neither Itachi nor Dan had ever seen. "Fuck me."
Pein released the door and rushed into his cabin, pulling on a white shirt and knee high boots. "That snake of a flesh peddler has him."
"Orochimaru?" Dan was appalled. "You're certain?"
"He's the only one. If that slimy scallywag of a servant searched the ship while Orochimaru played up to me, it's likely he found Sasuke. A child of Sasuke's age and looks would be a rare prize for him." Pein strapped a belt across his hips along with a flintlock pistol and a rapier. "The bastard has no honor and with the ship only housing four members of the crew, he had free take of the boy."
Pein shoved past Itachi and Dan, taking the stairs quickly and then paused at the gangplank. "Dan, set the crew to loading up the supplies as they return from their carousing. Itachi, you're with me. We need to find your brother before that sadistic monster rapes him."
Itachi's eyes widened and he raced after Pein. "Where is he?"
"On a slave ship. Orochimaru is one of the worst, dealing in human cargo. He's nigh uncatchable. I've heard tales of him sending an entire cargo to the depths in order to avoid notice with navy ships. The Africans are in high demand in the Caribbean and British colonies, but those of paler skin bring quite the price in pleasure houses of the far east, especially women and children."
Pein paused at the base of the plank. His eyes darted down the row. "Kisame! Get your arse here, now!"
Kisame took notice of Pein's tone and rushed to his captain's aide. "Aye?"
"The lad has been taken by Orochimaru. I need you."
Kisame nodded, immediately checking the knives sheathed in the belt crossing his chest. "I'm at your command."
Pein didn't hesitate to rush down the length of dock. "He was docked on the end like the snake he is."
The trio raced down the length of the dock, Itachi feeling panic rise in his throat. As they reached the end, he searched desperately for any sign of his brother. Instead of a slave ship, there was only an empty dock.
"Fuck!" Pein turned to a half drunk sailor seated on a barrel. "You…when did that ship leave?"
Watery eyes blinked open and stared dumbfounded at Pein. "Eh?"
"The ship…when did it leave?"
A wrinkled hand lifted to scratch at a scraggily beard. "Meebee an hour or two past."
Pein shoved a hand through his short red locks and turned a gaze to Kisame. There was understanding between them that sent cold rushing through Itachi. They were not rushing back to set sail.
"Itachi—"
"We go for my brother?" Itachi's gaze shot desperately between Kisame and Pein. "Where is he?"
"It's pointless." Pein glared at the twinkling stars. "He's gone."
"I don't understand."
Kisame placed a large hand on Itachi's shoulder. "The man who took him owns one of the fastest ships in the seas, even with a full cargo of human bodies. If we could leave now and knew his direction, we could possibly give chase."
"It's not possible to rally the crew, load the supplies, and give chase." Pein turned from the two and slowly made his way back towards the ship. "He's gone."
"No!" Itachi shrugged off Kisame's touch and charged Pein. "He's my brother. I won't leave him. You will follow!"
Pein swung his hard gaze to Itachi. "Do you think for one fucking moment that I don't want to give chase. He's a disgusting creature who needs to be destroyed, but there is nothing I can do. I have no idea in what direction he sails or even his next destination. His ship is fucking fast. Accept that he is gone…forever. It would take us months or possibly years to find it and even if we found the ship, he'll have your brother sold within a month after he's broken him."
"No!" Itachi reacted without thinking; his fist plowed forward with the force of his anger.
The action was sloppy and Pein dodged it easily. "The seas are harsh and you need to be hard. Your brother is gone. Face the reality of it."
Kisame moved quickly, binding Itachi's arms to his sides and bringing him against his warm chest. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free of the ironclad grip forcing him to face his captain's hard gaze.
"No! He is my brother." Itachi struggled in Kisame's grasp. "He's all I have."
Pein moved so close, their noses nearly touched. "Don't make the mistake of thinking you are the only one who has lost loved ones to the seas. They are hard and you must be equally hard to master them. Still your emotions and accept your brother's loss. I have plans for you and your emotions will only destroy you."
Itachi struggled again, longing to plow his fist into the hard face. "Sasuke is not lost."
"Consider him dead in your mind. He might as well be considering his fate." Pein turned from the two. "See him back to the ship and get that fucking crew to load up the ship. I want to leave with the dawn tide."
"Calm yourself," purred Kisame into Itachi's ear. "If you want to find your brother, you'll need what Pein can teach you. If you leave now, you'll never find him. Learn what Pein offers you and one day captain your own ship. If you can't find your brother, at least take your vengeance out on Orochimaru and his flesh trade."
Something in Itachi died with those words. His heart hardened to stone and his tearless eyes shifted to Kisame. "Release me."
Kisame's arms tightened for a brief moment before releasing him. "You going to stay calm and return to the ship?"
Itachi stared out over the horizon. "Yes."
Kisame nodded and started back for the ship. "Hurry back to the ship. Pein will lash you if you aren't aboard when he is ready to sail."
Itachi remained where he stood, his gaze focused out on the horizon. He would find Sasuke and kill Orochimaru. His eyes grew hard as obsidian. Something innocent was lost in that moment. Orochimaru's actions destroyed two lives that night and Itachi vowed to be the one to exact his revenge on the man.
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