Inperfect Seduction
Chapter 1
He hadn't said a damn word since his walk. The silver lining of his hair glittering under the moonlight. Water droplets dripped from his hair strands, plopping onto his broad, tensed shoulders. Not even before he got out of the shower, had he gotten a bad feeling boiling at the pit of his stomache, and rushed off to find the source to his worry.
Sighing, his voice rumbled out of his throat, " Aa. Another one..when will it end.."
The raspyness of a scream answered and broke through his train of thought. What an eventful night this was going to be. Eh well, why wait.
Lifting his head, he took a short glance of his surroundings and keened in on his senses. His feet lead him to the right. No doubt things might get messy. He took the chances either way. Nothing bothered him.
" So, girl, are you going to give up yet? Or do you need another broken bone? " A deep, hallow voice whispered into a pink haired girl's, delicate, peach ear.
The voice caused a tremble to shake her spine. She cried out as steel met her throat and slightly pierced it. It would be no use in struggling against them any longer, no one was coming, but she had a instinct..Someone was nearing their presence..
With the thought of having a savior near, she strangled out a scarce cry, pleading beyond hope that whoever it was..would come to save her from the Shinobi holding her captive in their tightening, immense grips. One dark clothed man had shot his hand out, ramming his stiff into the back of the girl's neck, forcing her to choke out a surprise yelp.
He seemed irritated..more or less..but as he spoke out to her in heavy, ragged breaths, his point would get a cross to her, " Listen bitch. I'm not about to fucking play games with you. So either you shut your damn mouth, or I'll shut it for you. "
His partner, who seemed to be slightly taller, and maybe even abit more handsomer, had jutted out his chin to the rustling bushes. Readying his Kunai for the unexpected visitor. Upon seeing this, the ragged man beside the girl, had lunged forward with his sword intact in his hand. Planning on ripping apart the bastard that interrupted their process of getting what they wanted. His sword whisked through the bush branches. The snapping of each one, causing the young, beauty to flinch in terror.
Yuriko, The shorter and stubbier one, smirked and stepped back. Seeing as their was no one there, except maybe a squirrel. Turned and looked back at his partner, surpressing a grin under his black mask that rimmed under his darkening eyes. His short ponytail held up his shoulder length, brunette hair as it was tradition to do so, swayed n the upcoming breeze.
Without warning, a kunai shot out from the tree that stood a foot from them. It embedded itself in Yuriko's skull before he could prevent it. His partner in crime, jumped back, eyes wide with fear.
Ameia, the second, and tallest of the two, trembled. He watched his friend's body crumple to the ground lifelessly. The man felt helpless and angry all at once. Whatever had done this, was going to pay. Whether it was man or beast.
Kakashi jumped down from the curving in branch, hair brushed off to the side in it's usual fashion. The look on his face was impassive and showed no moral of letting him live for his dirty deeds. A similar mask covered his face and one of his eyes. Leaving one eye..a beautiful, silver eye to glimmer angrily at Ameia.
The voice of the mysterious one rang out coyly, casually maybe, " Do you think you may be done with this girl? I think it's past her bedtime, and killing her will be doing neither of you any good. "
His casultiness had seemed to piss off his challenger. Kakashi didn't really seem to care though. He allowed his eyes to wander over to the girl, semi curious as to what made her so important to capture and hurt in such ways. Kakashi admired her body, it wasn't half bad to look at. A pervert he was, he'd admit it..maybe..or perhaps he'd just let everyone find that out on their own.
Swallowing the lump building in his throat, Ameia came forth and swung at Kakashi. The cockiness in his smirk only caused an even more painful downfall. The man had dodged it by the last minute, as if he were floating on air an feared nothing.
It certainty did bring some entertainment to see this. Kakashi brought his elbow into Ameia's spine bone, causing the ground to rush forward and ram into him. The eyes of the perpertrayer did little to ease the shinobi's tension and surprise. No one could ever perpass his attacks. No one. How could this, scrawny looking guy do it? It remained a mystery to him.
Ameia, clever as he was, would not be able to save himself against this one..Not this time around. Shifting his weight to one foot, he charged forward, before faking it out and rushing at his ribs with his right foot out out as to make contact with Kakashi's side. A small glint of silver brought question to his victim's eyes. fear rushed through him. Never had he felt like this before until now. What made this silver haired freak special?
Only time would tell. The sly, foxy savior moved quickly, bringing his fist into his enemy's jaw before uppercutting him and allowing the heel of his foot hit the abdomen of the idiot before him.
Muscles rippled under the tainted with sweat, black shirt. It brought a sense of wonder to the mind's eye.
A groan deified Ameia's lips. As counsiounse started to loose it's grip on the poor soul, he last remembered the color of silver. Pain rushed through his body, putting him into alert. He couldn't take the pressure of the blows all at once. Excepting the darkness that enveloped him.
Seeing as the men weren't planning on getting up anytime soon. Kakashi straightened himself and twisted around to see a girl of about 13 trying to crawl away fearfully, tears staining her pale face. The menace could tell she was frightened and he was doing little to sustain it. The footsteps reached her ears slowly, but she refused to stop for him. She didn't want to be the next to die, not here not now.
Pausing in mid thought, he could have sworn she was older, but shrugged the thought off, thinking that his mind must have been on that book he was reading before he was rudely interrupted. As he came to a halt infront of her path, he reached out a hand to her. Not flinching when she whimpered and tore her gaze from the ground to stare at him with wide, blue eyes. Her cloths has been tattered and somewhat torn in some places. Nothing alittle sewing couldn't help.
The look of fear glowing on her face though..was too much to bare. Lifting her up, he managed to note that she was light weighted, foresay..65 lbs. Her lowered whimpers ceased when he brushed away her bangs from falling into her sweaty face. She tried to find comfort in the older man's face.
Kakashi's voice mumbled out softly, a surprise to her how rich it sounded but soothed her aching ears, " I won't hurt you..i promise. "
With those words tenderly bestowed to her, she slipped into the unconsciousness that pulled at her. Not bothering to get comfortable in her beholder's arms. It brought the softness to his silver eye as he watched the young girl fall dead pray to sleep. No bother to him, he'd just have to take her home, and wait until morning to question her. Hopefully she wouldn't mind much and wouldn't start a fit from being in his home.
The swift, elegant movements of his body disappeared among the shadows befalling over the ever green grass that smelt as sweet as honey. Crushing under the heels of his brown, old flip flops. Getting new shoes would be another story for him.
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*Sighs lightly and waves her hand at the lecturing of her friends* " I know I haven't even finished my other fics yet, not like anyone ever reviews or reads them anymore for that matter. I just got an inspiration from a really good Naruto writer: Kaiyuga. " *Starts to pout because her own writing pieces suck* " Wish I could write good fics like her. Anyways, enough sulking. "
Inu yasha: *Steps into the light and smirks* " Seems Cat-girl is getting overly crazy over such petty things. Eh well, what can you expect from her. Not much i say. "
Author: *Eye twitch's* " Gee..you think you have room to talk. You already got flees and don't even take baths, yet you think you have the right to insult me. You really are a pig headed moron as people comment on. " *Rolls her hazel eyes and stalks off*
Inu yasha: *Snarls, fangs clenching aswell as his fists* " HEY! That's not true. " *Tilts his head and sniffs his armpits, sweatdrops and flushes from embarrassment before running off to the bathroom.
Chapter 1
He hadn't said a damn word since his walk. The silver lining of his hair glittering under the moonlight. Water droplets dripped from his hair strands, plopping onto his broad, tensed shoulders. Not even before he got out of the shower, had he gotten a bad feeling boiling at the pit of his stomache, and rushed off to find the source to his worry.
Sighing, his voice rumbled out of his throat, " Aa. Another one..when will it end.."
The raspyness of a scream answered and broke through his train of thought. What an eventful night this was going to be. Eh well, why wait.
Lifting his head, he took a short glance of his surroundings and keened in on his senses. His feet lead him to the right. No doubt things might get messy. He took the chances either way. Nothing bothered him.
" So, girl, are you going to give up yet? Or do you need another broken bone? " A deep, hallow voice whispered into a pink haired girl's, delicate, peach ear.
The voice caused a tremble to shake her spine. She cried out as steel met her throat and slightly pierced it. It would be no use in struggling against them any longer, no one was coming, but she had a instinct..Someone was nearing their presence..
With the thought of having a savior near, she strangled out a scarce cry, pleading beyond hope that whoever it was..would come to save her from the Shinobi holding her captive in their tightening, immense grips. One dark clothed man had shot his hand out, ramming his stiff into the back of the girl's neck, forcing her to choke out a surprise yelp.
He seemed irritated..more or less..but as he spoke out to her in heavy, ragged breaths, his point would get a cross to her, " Listen bitch. I'm not about to fucking play games with you. So either you shut your damn mouth, or I'll shut it for you. "
His partner, who seemed to be slightly taller, and maybe even abit more handsomer, had jutted out his chin to the rustling bushes. Readying his Kunai for the unexpected visitor. Upon seeing this, the ragged man beside the girl, had lunged forward with his sword intact in his hand. Planning on ripping apart the bastard that interrupted their process of getting what they wanted. His sword whisked through the bush branches. The snapping of each one, causing the young, beauty to flinch in terror.
Yuriko, The shorter and stubbier one, smirked and stepped back. Seeing as their was no one there, except maybe a squirrel. Turned and looked back at his partner, surpressing a grin under his black mask that rimmed under his darkening eyes. His short ponytail held up his shoulder length, brunette hair as it was tradition to do so, swayed n the upcoming breeze.
Without warning, a kunai shot out from the tree that stood a foot from them. It embedded itself in Yuriko's skull before he could prevent it. His partner in crime, jumped back, eyes wide with fear.
Ameia, the second, and tallest of the two, trembled. He watched his friend's body crumple to the ground lifelessly. The man felt helpless and angry all at once. Whatever had done this, was going to pay. Whether it was man or beast.
Kakashi jumped down from the curving in branch, hair brushed off to the side in it's usual fashion. The look on his face was impassive and showed no moral of letting him live for his dirty deeds. A similar mask covered his face and one of his eyes. Leaving one eye..a beautiful, silver eye to glimmer angrily at Ameia.
The voice of the mysterious one rang out coyly, casually maybe, " Do you think you may be done with this girl? I think it's past her bedtime, and killing her will be doing neither of you any good. "
His casultiness had seemed to piss off his challenger. Kakashi didn't really seem to care though. He allowed his eyes to wander over to the girl, semi curious as to what made her so important to capture and hurt in such ways. Kakashi admired her body, it wasn't half bad to look at. A pervert he was, he'd admit it..maybe..or perhaps he'd just let everyone find that out on their own.
Swallowing the lump building in his throat, Ameia came forth and swung at Kakashi. The cockiness in his smirk only caused an even more painful downfall. The man had dodged it by the last minute, as if he were floating on air an feared nothing.
It certainty did bring some entertainment to see this. Kakashi brought his elbow into Ameia's spine bone, causing the ground to rush forward and ram into him. The eyes of the perpertrayer did little to ease the shinobi's tension and surprise. No one could ever perpass his attacks. No one. How could this, scrawny looking guy do it? It remained a mystery to him.
Ameia, clever as he was, would not be able to save himself against this one..Not this time around. Shifting his weight to one foot, he charged forward, before faking it out and rushing at his ribs with his right foot out out as to make contact with Kakashi's side. A small glint of silver brought question to his victim's eyes. fear rushed through him. Never had he felt like this before until now. What made this silver haired freak special?
Only time would tell. The sly, foxy savior moved quickly, bringing his fist into his enemy's jaw before uppercutting him and allowing the heel of his foot hit the abdomen of the idiot before him.
Muscles rippled under the tainted with sweat, black shirt. It brought a sense of wonder to the mind's eye.
A groan deified Ameia's lips. As counsiounse started to loose it's grip on the poor soul, he last remembered the color of silver. Pain rushed through his body, putting him into alert. He couldn't take the pressure of the blows all at once. Excepting the darkness that enveloped him.
Seeing as the men weren't planning on getting up anytime soon. Kakashi straightened himself and twisted around to see a girl of about 13 trying to crawl away fearfully, tears staining her pale face. The menace could tell she was frightened and he was doing little to sustain it. The footsteps reached her ears slowly, but she refused to stop for him. She didn't want to be the next to die, not here not now.
Pausing in mid thought, he could have sworn she was older, but shrugged the thought off, thinking that his mind must have been on that book he was reading before he was rudely interrupted. As he came to a halt infront of her path, he reached out a hand to her. Not flinching when she whimpered and tore her gaze from the ground to stare at him with wide, blue eyes. Her cloths has been tattered and somewhat torn in some places. Nothing alittle sewing couldn't help.
The look of fear glowing on her face though..was too much to bare. Lifting her up, he managed to note that she was light weighted, foresay..65 lbs. Her lowered whimpers ceased when he brushed away her bangs from falling into her sweaty face. She tried to find comfort in the older man's face.
Kakashi's voice mumbled out softly, a surprise to her how rich it sounded but soothed her aching ears, " I won't hurt you..i promise. "
With those words tenderly bestowed to her, she slipped into the unconsciousness that pulled at her. Not bothering to get comfortable in her beholder's arms. It brought the softness to his silver eye as he watched the young girl fall dead pray to sleep. No bother to him, he'd just have to take her home, and wait until morning to question her. Hopefully she wouldn't mind much and wouldn't start a fit from being in his home.
The swift, elegant movements of his body disappeared among the shadows befalling over the ever green grass that smelt as sweet as honey. Crushing under the heels of his brown, old flip flops. Getting new shoes would be another story for him.
_______~.~______~.~_____~.~______~.~______~.~_______~.~_____
*Sighs lightly and waves her hand at the lecturing of her friends* " I know I haven't even finished my other fics yet, not like anyone ever reviews or reads them anymore for that matter. I just got an inspiration from a really good Naruto writer: Kaiyuga. " *Starts to pout because her own writing pieces suck* " Wish I could write good fics like her. Anyways, enough sulking. "
Inu yasha: *Steps into the light and smirks* " Seems Cat-girl is getting overly crazy over such petty things. Eh well, what can you expect from her. Not much i say. "
Author: *Eye twitch's* " Gee..you think you have room to talk. You already got flees and don't even take baths, yet you think you have the right to insult me. You really are a pig headed moron as people comment on. " *Rolls her hazel eyes and stalks off*
Inu yasha: *Snarls, fangs clenching aswell as his fists* " HEY! That's not true. " *Tilts his head and sniffs his armpits, sweatdrops and flushes from embarrassment before running off to the bathroom.