Book One: Captured
Chapter One:
A Little 'Chat'
Temari woke up in a miserable state. Her eyes felt like they were on fire and had some dirt or grit in them, and her body felt heavy, as though someone had cut her open and stuck stones in her before fixing her back up. She was leaning on a wall . . . the scary part was she had no idea how she got there or why she was even here. Slowly, she gathered up some strength to move,and found she was bound to the wall. Letting out a groan, she looked down to find a few chakra strings that were the cause of her immobility.
This was when Temari realized she had company. Somebody had to create those strings and stay near her to keep them attached. She looked to her right. Nobody. Hesitantly, she turned her head to the left.
He was one of the most beautiful human beings she had ever seen. She could also tell he was very powerful, for his eyes were unmistakably sharingan. His ebony hair was tied back into a pony tail at the nape of his neck. What scared her was his clothes. Not only was he an Uchiha, he was an Akatsuki member, for he wore the black uniform decorated with red clouds. She said the first thing that came to her mind at the time:
"Where the hell is my fan?!" she blurted out, curious. Immediately, the kunoichi kicked herself for yelling such an unintelligent question. Of all things, why didn't she ask about himself, or what he wanted or even if it was about Gaara, for he was almost captured by another one of their members not too long ago.
The man raised his eyebrowsand tightened the chakra strings before speaking. He hoisted himself up onto one knee and made eye contact with her. Temari wondered if she should close her eyes. His sharingan was pretty intimidating, to say the very least. Despite his beauty, his stare would scare away even the bravest ninja.
"Are you aware of who I am?" he asked first.
"I know you are an Uchiha. Nothing more." Temari obediently answeredhis question
"Good. You aren't completely stupid." he said with the slightest hint of amusement in his voice. Temari wanted to glare back, but the poor girl was a sitting duck, and in no position to offend this man. He continued. "My name is Itachi Uchiha. You are here for one reason and one reason only. We still need the demon inside your brother. I'm willing to make a deal with you."
"If it involves my little brother, you can forget it. I'm aware you're only after his demon." Temari snapped out of impulse.
She felt the chakra strings tighten. "I don't think you understand. If you don't agree to this..."
"You'llkill me, right?"
"Oh no. I don't need to kill you. I was perfectly aware that you would reject my offer." he moved closer, causing Temari to squirm.
"Hmph. Then why kidnap me in the first place?"
"Because. I have certain things I can do to get what we want. You are going to stay here until we agree on something. I think you'll find me a . . . very convincing person." he scooted even further and tightened the chakra stings, causing them to pierce her skin. "And the deal isn't as bad as you are making it out to be. If you'd let me explain. . ."
"Never!" Temari barked. "I don't trust you in the slightest! I know if I agree to your 'deal' that Gaara will be harmed in some way! Possibly even killed!"
"Think that way if you wish. But perhaps. . . I can change your mind. Before I force you to live with the Akatsuki until you agree to my deal."
Temari gulped. This couldn't be good. The beautiful stranger had caused her both fear and anger in one night. She wiggled to no avail once she sensed him moving closer once again.
"I have a question for you, Temari." Great. Now the handsome stranger knew her name. He moved closer even more. Finally he stopped when their faces were but inches apart. "Would you like to experience the Mangekyou Sharingan first hand? I'm sure you've heard of it. Now let me show you what happens to people who stand in my way."
Before she knew it, Temari had been sucked into one of Itachi's infamous Genjutsu attacks.
"I'm telling you, she's been missing for two days!!" Kankuro yelled at Tsunade, with Gaara at his side. If his glare could kill, the floor of Tsunade's office would no longer exist. The 5th Hokage had a look of guilt on her face, and Sakura and Naruto were standing in the background, the same expressions on their faces. Ever since Gaara had realized who was precious to him, everyone knew immediately that Temari would be his most 'important person'. And in the blink of an eye, she was missing. "You've got to help us! We're your allies!" Kankuro begged
"I know. I promise, I'll send the best Chuunin I can find. I've already sent out many ANBU squads and all of my best Jounin are busy." she drank a little sake before continuing. "Trust me, the Chuunin in Konoha are geniuses." she winked at Naruto and Sakura, who blushed, but smiled back.
Naruto bounded up toGaara and put an arm around his shoulder. "Don't worry. I know what a big deal it is to lose one of your important people, but I'll help you find her!" Naruto thought of Sasuke and knew what kind of pain Gaara must have been going through. Gaara actually smiled, though it was so small only Kankuro and Naruto even noticed.
"Alright. Naruto, Sakura, Gather as many Chuunin as you can find. Kankuro-san, Gaara-sama, I trust you have already searched, yes?"
Kankuro spoke. . .since Gaara wouldn't. "Yes."
"Please try again. If she is still missing please come back here and don't go off looking for her by yourselves. Need I remind you, they are still after you, Gaara-sama."
The Kazekage nodded slightly. And Kankuro and Gaara left before anyone could blink.
"Who should we find, Granny Tsunade?" Naruto asked.
Tsunade leaned back and took another gulp of her sake. "First off, the three most important you should find are Shikamaru and Neji and Shino. I also recommend Hinata, Kiba, Rock Lee, Ino, and Tenten. That's your best bet for a team. Be careful, though. Going on this mission in a large group could be dangerous. I really don't think you should recruit more than five. Six, at the most. Those are just the ones I think would be good choices for this mission. Pick who you want, find them, and search for Temari."
They both nodded and headed out. "So, Sakura, who should we take?"
Sakura thought for a moment before answering. "Well. . . I think you should go looking for Shikamaru, Neji and Kiba. I'll find Shino and Lee. I think those are the best Chuunin we could take."
"Alrighty! Let's Move! We'll meet at the Ichiraku Ramen shop!" Naruto ran off before Sakura could protest.
The pink-haired kunoichi rolled her eyes. She knew he only wanted to grab a quick bowl of ramen before they left. But it wasn't like she could do anything.
"Hey, Gaara, are you okay?" Kankuro asked with a slight caution in his voice.
They walked for quite a while before Gaara even responded to him. His reaction was very delayed. "Yeah." he mumbled, even though Kankuro knew deep down he didn't mean it at all.
"We'll find her, Gaara. And then she'll come home and we'll be a family again." Kankuro instantly regretted the last statement. He probably should have worded that differently.
But Gaara merely let out a sigh and mumble, "I hope you're right."
Temari blinked and instantly came back to reality. However, it was very bittersweet. Itachi had just finished stabbing her with a sword wherever he pleased for 72 hours, and now that she was back, she could still feel the pain, and she was still bound to the point where she couldn't even hug herself to ease the pain.
Itachi seemed to be enjoying this, even though his voice remained monotone. "Hurts, doesn't it?" He leaned ever closer.
"Damn. . . you. Uchiha." she tried to move her arms once more.
"Just let me tell you what the deal is. I'll stop." Not only were their faces inches apart, he was tightening the strings. Warm blood ran down Temari's arm and she felt her dress ripping slightly. Nonetheless, she didn't want to give in.
"Stop it, Uchiha. Just. . . stop." she exhaled out of exhaustion. Her eyes popped open when she felt the strings tighten once more, ripping the dress even more.
"I've already told you. Just listen to me. Then I will stop." He cupped her chin and lifted her face to meet his.
"No! Why don't you just. . . oh." she realized how much damage the dress had actually suffered. Temari blushed furiously when she realized she had a large amount of cleavage threatening to pop out, and her legs were very close to being fully revealed. Itachi could feel her tensing up, and looked down at the cause of it.
He made eye contact once again. "Nothing I haven't seen. There's no need to worry."
"It doesn't matter!" Temari snapped, "Let me go!" Itachi realized what gave him even more of an advantage when he noticed her face about to glow a bright shade of crimson due to the fact that her dress was splitting, piece by tiny piece. The blonde avoided any type of eye contact, and shut her eyes tightly.
Itachi raised an eyebrow. "What's the matter? You don't want me to rip your precious uniform, do you? That's right. Tell me you don't want me to rip your dress."
That bastard was enjoying this! Despite Temari's anger, she would not have her clothing ripped off like she was some sort of whore! Shaking slightly, she shook her head.
Itachi fastened the strings once more, and smirked when he heard the fabric splitting. "I'm sorry what was that? You'll need to speak up." he implied that he wanted her to beg.
"I. . . want you to. . ." Temari couldn't bring herself to continue or say 'stop', even though her dignity and virginity most likely were both at stake.
Itachi took advantage of her hesitation. "You want me to rip off your uniform?" the chakra strings were so tight, and the fabric came so close to giving away, Temari couldn't stand it.
"No! Just let me go! I'll. . . hear what you have to say." exhaustion took over Temari's instincts. A mistake that just might prove fatal later. And probably not for her. . .
"Good girl." Itachi knew her words were sincere, thus, did what she asked. The chakra strings were no longer restraining her body, and the first thing he noticed her do was wrap her arms around herself, and he could tell her muscles were really tense. Her head hung low to avoid looking at him and she was crouched over almost to her knees. The helplessness he saw started to surprise him. . .and interest him. He stood up to get a better view of her.
"What. . . what is your deal?" the kunoichi asked, without lifted her head up or even moving.
"I knew you'd see things my way." Itachi crouched down to eye level once again and rubbed the top of her head. "Look at me, Temari."
She shuddered. For some reason, she absolutely hated when he called her by name. It just sounded so. . . wrong. Nevertheless, she looked up at his beautiful, crimson eyes. Hesitantly, of course. Even the color scared her.
"Now. . . I just need to use you as bait to lure your brother here. I'll let you go, you'll find him, and we'll ambush you. We'll just extract the demon and you can have him back."
Temari let out a low growl. "You forgot to mention he'll be dead after that."
The Uchiha merely shrugged. "We'll extract it as carefully as we can. We'll do our best not to harm your little brother."
"That's not good enough for me! I'd rather have him Shukaku-possessed than dead!"
"Well. . . maybe I could make it a little more pleasant for your side of the bargain."
"No." Temari interrupted, "In the end, if I agree, Gaara will eventually be in your clutches. I am not going to let that happen, no matter how 'pleasant' you make it seem!"
Itachi smacked the wall behind Temari and trapped her there. Temari flinched, and cowered unintentionally. She was about to open her eyes, that is, until she could feel Itachi's breath on her neck. "Then you know the consequences." he said with no emotion.
"What are you. . .?"
"I told you. You will stay here with the Akatsuki until we can agree on something. Now get up and follow me."
Not long after, they ran into Kisame. Temari still had her arms wrapped around her chest. She was quite intimidated by his shark-like appearance, but calmed down slightly once she heard him speak in a gentle voice. He didn't even shoot her a second glance, despite her inappropriate, ripped, and now- revealing clothing. She let out a sigh of relief.
That is until. . .they arrived at another building (which was connected to the building her kidnapper had trapped her in). When they entered in, Temari was mortified! More men?! She screamed in her head.
"Looks like you got yourself a cute one, Itachi!" Toby yelled at him
Temari tried to stop the tears, "How could you do this?!" she ran out, but when she ran down a random hallway, she came across a dead end and stopped. With a sigh, she turned around to face none other than the Uchiha, again. "Do you absolutely love to make me feel embarrassed? Well, do you Uchiha?!"
"They don't care." Itachi stated
"Yeah. That's exactly why they praised you for 'having a cute one'." she used air quotes to make her point.
"Come with me. I'll get you some new clothes." Itachi turned and started walking. Even though she was very upset with him, Temari followed the Uchiha, because she really did need some new clothes.
They entered a small bedroom. The only things in it were a small bed, and a closet, with a small, oak dresser barely noticable in the corner. Itachi pulled the standard Akatsuki uniform. "As long as you live with us, you'll wear what we wear." he threw the uniform at her and stood in the doorway. "I'll be right outside. If you try to escape. . ." he turned around and gave her a threatening glare. "I'll know."
Temari gulped before he shut the door. She sat down on the bed and wallowed in her misery for a while. After a few minutes, she decided it was time to dress. She slipped the uniform on, reluctantly, and stepped outside, where Uchiha was waiting.
"It's about time. Now get some rest."
"I can't." Temari protested.
Itachi turned to face her. "And why not?"
"I'm not tired. I've just slept for days on end, and I can't trust you, or those other men."
Itachi realized she had a point. "Fine. I'll be right back. Explore for a while. Just remember what I said about you escaping."
Temari merely nodded. Either the Uchiha trusted her greatly, or he really would know if she would try to leave.
The hallways were covered in mirrors, and Temari looked at herself in the Akatsuki uniform. She would have ripped it off of her body and stomped it into the wooden gorund if her outfit underneath hadn't been torn apart by the Uchiha bastard. The building only had two stories, but there were so many twists and turns. Even the staircases that led to the second floor were spiraled. It was like a labyrinth! And all those mirrors... Temari felt sick.
Finally, she went up a staircase that looked dusty, and hadn't been stepped on for months, maybe years. The difference with this one was that, unlike the others, this one had only led to one hallway, which only housed one door. She opened it cautiously, unaware of what was on the other side. Curiosity had taken over her fear by this time.
The room looked unused. The mirrors on the walls were dusty and cracked. Temari looked behind her to make certain nobody had followed here. That was when she saw the doorknob. There were fingerprints on it, which had to mean somebody was here very recently. They might have even been in this very room! She looked again. They were definitely too large to be hers. Cautiously, Temari looked around and saw a glint in the corner. Probably what must've been the only clean thing in this room.
That's when she realized. . .the glint was her fan! She ran to her precious weapon and held onto it. Screw the Uchiha's empty threats! She was going to get out of here tonight! Immediately, she strapped the fan to her back and saw a balcony outside a sliding glass door in the distance. There was her way of getting out.
Temari worked her way through cobwebs and pushed the door open. The dust, however, had affected her more than she thought. After 'escaping', Temari had to cough and wheeze until she couldn't feel her lungs or throat. She calculated the distance from the balcony to the woods, with just enough chakra, she could jump to the first tree, and if they tried to ambush her in the forest, she could hide behind the winds and trees.
Before she had a chance to jump off the balcony, and into the trees where she would be a lot safer, a figure jumped in front of her. The Uchiha! But how. . .? His Sharingan glowed with a fury, and Temari was almost tempted to smack him with the iron part of her fan that very moment so she'd at least have a chance of running away.
Itachi raised his head and Temari could tell he was holding in anger. "I told you not to run away. Don't you know how foolish it is to make an Uchiha angry? You're in trouble now. . . Temari."
Gah! I'm so mean! Mind you, it took me two days to write this whole thing. And more will be added. ; D Kiss, Kiss!