Hunters. I guess you could call them that.
The men were silently sneaking through the jungle looking for the Amaterasu tribe, in hopes to capture any of them. Why? Well, the tribe consisted only of women. As to their reasons, it depended on the man.
Usually the men wanted to keep them for themselves as a wife or companion, but mostly for the reason that the women could be sold off for a huge profit because they're nearly impossible to catch, and if one does get caught it's wise to keep moving before the remaining members come to their aide.
The hard part of the matter is, the women were wild and fierce warriors that loathed men. To tame one of these women was a task in itself. No one knew why they hated men, but they hoped to find out soon.
Kakuzu and Madara only agreed to join this silly hunt because of the money involved if they were lucky enough to find a few stray women. To take on the whole tribe would be suicide and they knew this, no one entered their domain without being cautious and watchful for traps.
Kisame went along because secretly he hoped to get a woman for himself considering the fact he's in need of companionship…if she was to his liking that is. He heard the women were very beautiful but some survivors say they weren't; he only could keep searching to see for himself what the truth actually was.
The other men had their own objectives to be sure but went their separate ways to cover more ground when Kakuzu held up his hand, signaling for the other two to stop as they heard soft giggling from ahead.
Madara and Kisame crept down and crawled closer as Kakuzu ventured off elsewhere, the two men spreading back a few leaves from the ground to see a pool of clean water and…two lovely girls playing around.
They could tell they were from the tribe from the beads around their necks and what little clothing they were wearing.
*The brunette grinned as she crept up in the water as her lover tried to wash herself before jumping out and wrapping her arms around the woman.
"Got you Olivia!" "Lexy….I'm trying to bathe. Can't you wait a minute?" The teen chuckled and rested her chin on her shoulder purring, "No~ I want to play."
She kissed her neck and reached her hand inside the other's top, gently rubbing and tweaking the hardened pebble and making her whimper a bit.
Those bright sapphires glared at the chocolate brown pair before shoving her off, hiding her smirk as she walked off a few paces mumbling, "I'm not in the mood."
The teen huffed and cursed under her breath until she saw her lover smiling at her naughtily, "You little tease...why do you do that to me Angel~"
"Because I like to see you vulnerable Kitten~"
They nicknamed each other after their personalities and appearance, but many women in their tribe did any way to show signs of affection. It was normal for the women to get together as mates and these two were an odd match.
Lexy was strong and the best warrior in their tribe, stubborn and feisty, obviously the dominating type; a treasure to the tribe to be sure. Many of the women wanted her as their mate but she refused, she only had eyes for Angel.
The brunette wanted a lover to protect and take care of, who wouldn't challenge her all the time to see who the better fighter is and she was ideal. She was gentle and caring, showed affection openly which no one else did since that showed weakness; not to mention she had a lovely body.
Olivia knew she was more suited to be in the submissive role since she laidback and calm, but wasn't a very skilled fighter.
Her agility and stealth helped make up for it but she was still frowned upon by the other women, she noticed how differently they treated her because of it.
Every woman had to be able to fight to perfection but the woman just wasn't that strong in physical strength; the result being no one was interested in her as a lover.
Lexy however was different, she didn't want her to change and stay the way she was….so she did. She didn't want to change for anyone any way and the teen was perfect for her as a mate, she acted tough all the time except with her; giving her all the tender affection she wanted and not being treated so roughly.
She liked her body too and wished her bust was as big as the brunette's, but didn't pay it any mind now since the teen loved to play with hers so much so they must be a nice decent size.
They were so different and yet not, but got along fine none the less.
*The teen was about to pounce on her lover when she stopped, her keen ears picking up a slight rustling noise that sounded off before walking over calmly to the other.
She held her hand and gave her a look saying they needed to move and quickly. The woman understood and shook some of the water droplets off her before getting out of the water, immediately running away at top speed but the men already made their move too.
They had to separate to run better, Kitten was faster but Angel was agile enough to use her surroundings to gain better speed.
The woman suddenly cried out when something grabbed her ankle, slamming her face down onto the ground but trying with all her might to get to her feet but the hold was too tight to escape from.
She tried not to panic but that was short-lived when she saw what had her. A man. A large muscular man with dark hair and skin, his expression was vague but a small smirk did emerge and it scared her.
She's never seen a man this close up before and the size of this one was terrifying enough. If there was one rule in their tribe it was under no circumstances to EVER get caught by a male.
Keeping her cool she fought him as best she could, but the brute was no more than amused at her feeble attempts to injure him. He blocked each of her blows with ease and only had to give a quick jab to her stomach for her to cry out in pain and fall to her knees.
Acting quickly the miser tied her wrists behind her back and made sure her ankles were bound as well, lifting the small woman up into his arms he couldn't help but noticed a few tears falling down her cheeks.
He arched a brow at her behavior, for a tribal woman she's given up the fight and was softly crying against his chest from being defeated.
I thought they were supposed to be wild and skilled in battle? Not like this surely?
For a moment he thought she wasn't from the tribe but her few garments and the beads, not to mention the small tattoo of red and black flames on her shoulder was sure proof she was.
*The teen skillfully swung up into a tree, looking around for her lover but couldn't find her. She made a bird call but there was no reply.
The brunette bit her lower lip and instantly remembered hearing her crying out, mouth ajar she hurriedly swung through the trees quietly before she finally found them.
Squatting on a low limb she peered around the tree to see three men; the one in the middle was getting a lot of attention but paled when she saw why.
The brute turned her way as if listening when she saw Angel in his arms, bound and captured. Kitten clenched her fists tightly in anger, mostly at the long haired raven who kept trying to touch her but the other large brute in particular caught her eye.
Even at this distance she could see his skin was an oddly washed out blue color, but he made the other stop messing with her as the tanned behemoth started walking past them.
Growling under her breath the teen rushed the opposite way in order to get to her tribe, she would need their help to save Angel.
Praying in her mind these men wouldn't harm or defile her lover from all the rumors and horror tales she's heard of.
I'll be back my love, be strong.
TBC:
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