Escape

Note: 'Thoughts are in single quotation marks...'

(THIS IS NOT THE SAME TRISHA EVERYONE KNOWS... THIS IS A NEW VERSION, SEPERATE FROM MY OTHER STORIES)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Chapter One: Capture

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After an "A" ranked mission that took all of her chakra out, Trisha decided on heading home right after the mission, not collecting the pay. Sakura, Sai, Yamato and Naruto watched in astonishment as Trisha started in the direction of her house.

"What are you doing?!" Naruto shouted running after her. "You don't want the money after having to kill over 100 Hidden Sound ninja?!" Trisha shook her head while turning around.

"I'm tired as heck Naruto..." she said. The bags under her eyes proved it. She looked like a zombie, the walking dead. "I'm going home now."

"You're they only reason we got to go on that mission. ONLY because you're a Jonin... I think you deserve most of the pay for it." Naruto said, now getting on Trisha's nerves. After a second, she cooled down.

'I'm a sucker for his sapphire eyes...' she thought.

"Listen Naruto, I don't care about the money. I got enough to hold me over." Naruto seemed hurt, like he was feeling bad that she doesn't get the money for the mission that they were only allowed to go on if she went with them. "Fine... can you at least get the money for me and bring it to my house later? I have to go to bed." Naruto's deep blue eyes sparkled. She couldn't help but smile. She senced a spike in chakra, ignoring it.

"I'll be there by twelve, okay?" he said with a huge grin on his face. She nodded, giving him a hug. "See ya Trish." he whispered to her.

"See ya blondie." she said with a smirk. He kissed her forehead, Trisha taking a step away, letting go of him. The whole kissing thing didn't set right with her stomach, but she dealt with it because she knows that they both really like each other... And the saying 'I love you' thing didn't really work too much either. It was too awkward for both of them.

As she turned away, she remembered the dreadful thing that was going to happen to her in 3 months. 'The stupid ANBU want me in there... and that means leaving the only boyfriend that I've had in my 17 years. AND all of my friends...' she thought while kicking a rock thru a window... on accident. Trisha gulped and headed in a different direction.

Walking toward north, Trisha senced someone spike their chakra again. Taking a fighting stance, she looked around cautiously, making sure no-one was around. The spike in chakra happened again, and Trisha darted into a back alley that led to a lake.

Even though her chakra was low and she hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast, decideing on waiting a while to go home was a bad idea that didn't really bother her. Not to mention not sleeping for two days straight doesn't help it either. Non-stop missions, day in and day out. By now, it was around seven o' clock p.m, and the sky was pitch black. She sighed and walked over to the lake.

Trisha sat on the edge of the lake, violently tossing rocks into the water. Her graduation into an ANBU, being only 3 months away, made her angry as ever. 'Why can't this just be over with already?! I don't want to be a freaking ANBU Black Ops... I'll have to travel too much, being away from everyone...' She stood up, glancing down at the ripple effect the water was making. She picked another rock up, throwing it out into the lake. The rock was out of her sight before it hit the water. She sat back down onto the grass with a thump, crossing her legs.

"...I'm bored now... great... and I'm outta rocks..." she said with a sigh. Leaning over the edge, she stared at her reflection in the water. "I think I'm gonna..." she started, standing up again. She straightened her legs out, then taking her sandels, cloak and headband off.

Her long black-silver hair flew behind her as she dove into the water. Remembering that she didn't take a breath, she came back up for air. Coming up, she noticed a shadow beneath her, paying no heed to it. Trisha felt the need to go back under and see what it was, but just let her mind drift to other thoughts as she back-stroked across the water.

In her mind, Jaws theme'd music was playing as a joke to what was probably just a large school of fish under her. Trisha relaxed her muscles, trying not to think of three months from now. 'This isn't working out too well, is it?' She smirked. Three months from now would be when she would be out of Konoha so much that the only reason to go back there would be to report missions back to the Hokage. 'Dangit, why do I have to be skilled...? Well not now... I'm low on chakra...'

Something had been tugging her down, and she figured that it was the weight of her long hair and clothes, only to realize that something grabbed a hold of her hair in the water, pulling her down before she could get a breath in. She kicked it in slow motion, making it let go. Not having more than a seconds worth of breath left in her, she used the last of her energy flowing thru her weak limbs to swim to the surface.

She swam rapidly to the surface, gasping for breath as the oxygen flowed into her mouth. "W-what the h-hell was that about...?" A shadow was still beneath her, and she scattered to the edge of the lake. "T-this is just some crap out of a scary movie..." she whispered to herself. "It's not real..."

'I sound too much like I did when I was seven... always afraid of every shadow that was around the corner in my house...' Trisha smirked, calming herself down.

She climbed up onto dry land, laying down on the sopping wet grass. She breathed heavily for a moment, then shaking off what had happened. "Nothing, nothing just happened..." she told herself, glancing off in every direction to make sure no-one was around. She stood up, slipping her cold, wet feet into her black ninja sandels.

She then bent down, picking up her Konoha headband, and tieing it around her waist instead of her neck. She shivered putting her cloak back on, but it wasn't soaked so she kept warm by wrapping it around her.

She felt someone spike their chakra, obviously letting her know that they were around. 'Someone's stalking me... great...'

"Come out and maybe I won't hurt you." She shouted, dropping her cloak.

"It took you long enough to stick up for yourself, didn't it?" A sly voice questioned. Looking out of the corner of her eye, she saw a gray haired figure staring at her with deep, black eyes.

"Yeah, I guess it did, now who are you?" she asked with a hint of confidence in her voice. A step foward from the man showed that he was wearing glasses. "Four Eyes?" Trisha smirked, pushing it a little farther with someone that she didn't know. He could've sprung on her in a moment's notice, and Trisha ignored that fact just like she ignored everything else.

"You're pushing it, you do know that, correct?" he said, she shrugged her shoulders and smiled, then biting her lip in an effort to not be cocky. She really was pushing it, which wasn't good considering she was running on 'empty'. "No matter. If you wish to live, come with me. But if you'd rather die, try and escape."

'Two choices, run and die, or go with him and live. Live, might I add, I'm not so sure about' she thought. Trisha could put up a decent fight when she was low on chakra, but even if she did fight him, she might end up dead. '50 / 50 chance here, I hate it.' The man stood there, then pushed his glasses up with his middle finger. 'I could distract him, but there's still a threat of getting killed...'

"Pondering over what to do, now are we?" he questioned. "How about I make the decision for you. Come with me to Lord Orochimaru, and I'll make absoulte sure he doesn't kill you." Trisha rolled her eyes, then catching the name mentioned.

'Orochimaru...?' she thought. 'Snap, this is means I really am screwed...' she mentally hit herself, still tyring to decide what to do. It was obvious he wasn't going to make an attemp to attack her unless she did so to him, but he seemed so focused on getting her to go to the Sound Village with him... not to mention it probably wasn't safe to go there as a girl anyway. She gulped, knowing what the sad fact was going to be after everything.

"Fine, I'll go." I murmmered. His eyes widened, probably thinking that this wasn't going to be that easy. "On one condition though."

"Always the one condition." No surprise was spotted in his voice. "Well, what is it?"

"I'm not going as myself." she said, firmly planting her feet to the ground. One eye brow was raised on the grey haired man.

"I don't think so. Well, I'm sure someone'll like to have a female apperentice to clean up after them, waiting on them hand-and-foot until the day they die." Trisha's jaw dropped slightly, then she quickly set it back in place.

"If you think I'm going to be waiting on some lazy ninja that doesn't know how to freaking walk straight, you're sadly mistaken." Trisha said firmly, folding her arms across her chest.

"And a smart mouth to boot. Won't they love it...? And you won't be able to do anything about it anyway." he said, pulling shuriken out of his holster.

"Really? I won't?" she said in a smug tone, getting into a fighting stance.

"Yes, you won't." he said, throwing the shuriken at her. She jumped into the air, dodging all but two. One cut her cheek and the other was lodged into her leg. She winced quickly, pulling it out before she got to the ground again.

'Hit number one.' she thought, watching the blood spill out onto her leg, and darkening her black shorts more. The moon gave off enough light for her to see his movements and any damages she was about to take, but not bright enough for her to see where she might be going if she had to make a break for it. She wouldn't of been able to anyway. Her muscles were locking up and she was in no condition to fight. He wouldn't kill her, as far as she knew, but he wanted to take her to Orochimaru, where she would hopefully get SOME form of medical attention. I mean, if she was going to be some idiot's helper monkey, she might as well be in the condition to be that helper monkey!

The man made a hand sign, and before she knew it, the world was getting swirly. 'Genjutsu...' she whispered in thought, almost fainting. Her vision went fuzzy and the surroundings were pitch black. 'She felt light headed, and fell onto her knees, holding her head in her hands.

When she got enough energy to lift her head up, she saw Naruto running toward her. "N-naruto..." she whispered. He kept on running toward her, not getting closer with each step he took. The quick tapping of Naruto's feet against the ground faded, and he reached his hand out for her. Looking down at her body, she saw dozens of slashes and blood on her. "It's just genjutsu... it's just genjutsu..." she kept mumbling to herself. "This isn't real. It's not hurting me. It is just genjustu." Something sliced at her back, which she figured was a kunai.

Trisha let out a small yelp, biting her lip to keep from screaming loudly. Blood trickled down her chin, the taste entering in her mouth. She tried to stand up, feeling a blow to her head that knocked her back to the ground. "Well..t-that was r-real..." she whispered with a smirk. "The damages: a blow to the skull, my lip's bleeding, and my back is cut open. It can't get much worse, can it?" she said, her face pressed against the wall.

"Oh yes... yes it can." the grey haired man called. He picked her up by the collar of her shirt, slamming her into a tree. The genjutsu broke, but Trisha still felt like she was trapped in it. He could have done worse, but it seemed as if he was holding back TOO much from killing her. Orochimaru must really have wanted something from Trisha other than to be some ninja's house wife for the rest of their life. But what? She had no special abilities, except for her strength and her master at fire jutsus... No demon, no special powers, no freaky colored chakra. Than what was it that he wanted?

"Just take me, I give up. I have given up since you got me with the shuriken." She muttered, coughing up a bit of blood as he tightened his grip. He touched the cut on her cheek.

"It's going to be a shame to see that pretty face of yours punched in, won't it?" he asked. She nodded, smirking. She knew that she could've actually put a fight up, but being low on chakra, not eating since breakfast, and not sleeping for two days ment that she was done for if she got into a fight. Trisha was still amazed that she managed to survive on the mission before. "Well, lets see what it looks like..."

"Kabuto, enough." A male's voice called from the forest. "Let the girl down." The grey haired - Kabuto - released her from his grasp, letting her fall to the ground in a slump.

"Hmph. And I was actually having fun." Kabuto said, turning away from Trisha. The man from the forest came out, and Trisha discovered a familiar face from 4 and a half years ago.

'Uchiha Sasuke, you actually stayed alive for all this time...?' Trisha thought. Sasuke had left about a month after Trisha had come to the Leaf Village, so hopefully, he didn't remember her. 'He shouldn't remember me though, we only met face to face once.'

"Heal her." The demand was a snarl escaping him. Trisha quickly flipped her hair in her face with the last bit of strength she had, making sure that if he did recongnize her. She knew Sasuke was a crazy psychopath that all he cared about was getting revenge on his brother, or at least that was how Naruto described him to her. That and repeatedly calling him teme.

Kabuto knelt down next to her, and she glared at him thru her hair. "If you touch me, I'll make sure you'll never be able to see again, four eyes." she spat. He ignored her, making a green healing flame appear around his right hand. She made his hand come to an abrupt halt as she snatched his wrist. "How about I heal on my own, and you don't come within spitting range of me?" Kabuto gently pulled his wrist out of her hold, then touching her cheek again. "I said within spitting range, four eyes." He continued to keep a hold on her cheek. Trisha, enraged that he wouldn't stop, she spit blood at him, like she said. Insulting people that ticked her off was something she loved doing, but to Sasuke, she new better.

The blood made a large spot on his round-framed glasses. He kept his expression calm, but was trying so hard not to snap... which didn't last long.

Quickly, he pulled his hand back like he was going to rap her across the face, and Trisha closed her eyes, waiting for more pain to come. But it never did. She opened her eyes up, seeing Sasuke with a tight grip on Kabuto's wrist, putting no effort into stopping him.

"Kabuto, I said enough. She can't hurt you in her current state." Sasuke spoke. Kabuto stood up, and Sasuke released his grip on him. He gave a glance over to Trisha, and she gulped, looking away. Sasuke tossed her cloak to Kabuto.

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Sasuke did nothing more but yank the girl upright, forcing her to stand on those two wobbling twigs that she called legs.

A wind blew, brushing the girl's waist long black hair out of her pale face, revealing two ruby red eyes and a split lip. Her face looked familiar, not ringing a bell in his mind. The girl was from Konoha, and he had blocked out any and all memories from there. She avoided eye contact with him, so Sasuke figured he must have met her before. The thought was in and out of his mind so fast that he didn't bother bringing it up again.

She tried walking, her knees bucking from under her. She leaned a bit on Sasuke as they walked, not on purpose, but it was as if he was just a wall there, supporting her if she fell. Annoyed as he was about it, he let her go about that way. 'Orochimaru must want something from this girl... but she seems to be nothing more than a worthless kunoichi with an attitude...'

Sasuke heard a few faint snoring, seeing that she was dozing off while they were walking. He looked away, keeping his expression emotionless. Kabuto looked back at him, seeing that Trisha was asleep on his shoulder, still walking. All three halted as the grey haired medic walked over to Sasuke.

"Touch me, and I'll make sure you're breathing thru a tube when you wake up." the girl studdered in her sleep. Sasuke sighed.

He arched an eyebrow a bit, seeing that Kabuto slung her over his shoulder as if he was carrying a backpack in school. No regard to her or anything, just tossing her over his shoulder with out a second thought to it. Sasuke shot him a warning glance as he didn't seem to be healing her as they walked.

"Okay, Okay. I'll heal her. Don't give me that look." Kabuto said with an aggresive tone. A green flame appearing around his hand once more.

"Excuse me, Kabuto?" Sasuke questioned in a high and mighty voice.

"I'm healing her, Lord Sasuke." Kabuto replied, looking away from him.

"...hn..." Sasuke mummbled back.

And with that, they headed back to the Sound Village in complete silence.

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