Screams pierced the air as suns rays began to peek through the clouds, and blood seemed to seep through the very clouds as though the sun itself were losing that precious life liquid. Unfortunately for the girl that lay on the ground, this was not true. For then, she might have been able to blame the blood that lay around her on the sun. No. It was hers.
Green eyes filled with trepidation, she could only watch as the cloaked man stood above her, his dark eyes practically glowing with power, the sun behind him giving him a golden outline, making him seem godlike in appearance.
Indeed, Kaya had never seen such a handsome man, but to see him moments before she was to die...Seemed like a cruel twist of fate.
"Life works in strange ways..." She whispered hoarsely as her vision began to fade and tears blurred her eyes.
The man leaned down, his face emotionless as he pushed back a stray lock of black hair from his face.
"Yes...It does." He whispered as he pulled his Kunai out from her stomach.
Kaya's eyes widened once more before she became still, her lifes blood leaking from her wound and falling the forest floor beneath her.
'Why?' was her last thought before she was consumed by the darkness.
Itachi looked upon the girl, his cold dark eyes unaffected by her fear...
But what he had noticed was her.
The striking color of her green eyes, and the way that her hips flared perfectly.
The way her small breasts pressed against the fabric of her clothing as she had tried valiantly to get away from him.
He was not lost on those efforts...
And he would give her one small mercy for them.
He'd let her live...For now.
He leaned down and lifted the girl in his arms, watching as her long wavy hair cascaded down in a waterfall of silk.
"You're lucky...' he said in a soft voice as he began to head back towards the base.
As though awakening from a nightmare, Kaya sat up, her green eyes wide in fright as she tried to stumble away from her resting place.
Her body screamed at her for these efforts and she fell to the ground, her green eyes closing in pain as she struggled to get herself up.
How had she come to be here?
The last thing she remembered...
Oh.
"I must be dead...Is this heaven or hell? Or is it both?" She whispered as she looked around at the dark room, her mind spinning as she looked at the red cloud s that had been embroidered onto the down comforter of the bed.
And then she looked down at herself.
She was naked except for the bandages that covered her stomach.
Her eyes widened and she let out a small whimper of terror as she covered her breasts.
"Why?" She whispered as she curled up into a ball.
The door to the dark room opened and she was blinded by light.
A man came in.
His hair was long and blond, and his eyes were as blue as the sky itself.
"Hey..." He whispered, his eyes roving over her.
Kaya wanted to crawl back into the bed and cover herself, scared of the man's leering...Yet also intrigued that he would look at her in such a way.
His fingers touched her hair and she felt herself blush, although it was hardly visible in her tan skin.
"You should probably get dressed." He said as he picked her up and began to carry her towards a bureau of clothing.
Her eyes closed as he set her down on a chair and pulled a shirt over her head.
She allowed him to dress her, her body welcoming the familiarity of clothing.
"Names Deidara, un." He said, his one visible eye shining with mirth.
"Un?" She whispered, her eyes reopening.
He smirked at her. "It's a habit, un."
She resisted the urge to laugh softly and looked down at herself.
She now wore long dark pants and a black turtle neck tank-top that conformed to her figure.
"Feel better, un?" He asked.
Kaya nodded and he picked her up again. "You know, un, you're pretty damn lucky." He said.
"Why's that?" Kaya asked, her fingers entangling themselves in his cloak as he brought her into the hall.
"Because you're not dead."
Kaya looked up at him, green eyes wide, but the man merely continued to smile.
A few minutes late, she noticed that they were in a kitchen. "Why did you bring me in here?"
"Well, you need to eat, un, don't ya?" He said, his eye closing as he sat her down on a chair.
"I-I'm not hungry!" She said, her green eyes filled with fear at the thought of eating anything that a stranger made for her.
The man pouted and she blushed softly, having the strangest urge to kiss those same pouting lips.
Her stomach growled, ruining the moment entirely.
He laughed and raised his brow at her. "Not hungry, un?" He teased as he got an apple out of the fridge and leaned over to her, putting it in her hands.
She shuddered at his touch, it was like a jolt of electricity had gone through her.
He rose a brow at her and then his smile died.
The room had lost it's light and airy feel, and instead, it began to feel like a dark enclosed space.
Another man entered the room and she let out a small cry of fear, her pupils becoming mere specks of black in a sea of green. She stumbled out of her chair and fell to the ground, attempting to claw her way behind the island in the kitchen.
The blond's eyes widened and he picked her up. "You're bleeding again..." He said in a soft voice.
The other man, dark-haired and handsome as he was, watched them. His dark aura filling the room, choking the life out of any happiness that might have once been there.
"Make him go away..." She whispered as she entangled her fingers in the blond's shirt.
The man glared at her and before she knew it, he had grabbed her and taken her away from her blond.
"You will calm yourself." He said, his voice sickeningly beautiful...His face was so pale, and his eyes were so dark. Such a lovely contrast that she couldn't help but notice.
But fear overtook this new found interest and she writhed against him, her weak legs shaking beneath her as her small body struggled against his.
"Itachi!" The blond yelled, his blue eye darkening as he put a hand on the raven's shoulder. "That's enough. You're scaring the piss out of the kid...She can't be any older than what...15 years old?"
Kaya's eyes filled with tears as the man pulled away from her and she threw herself into the blond, not caring about the small pains that filled her as she sobbed heavily into his chest.