Like Fire!
"Sanctuary, Please!" The girl threw her weight against the door trying to make as much noise as she could.
She turned her head to look down the road and spotted the Judge coming at her on horseback. Anger in his eyes, shown like hell fire, burned holes into her body. The chilling rain blurred the girl's vision and she turned back to the door.
"Please Father, sanctuary!" She threw herself at the door once more. Father Jirai3ya opened the door and the girl fell into the Cathedral.
The Judge dismounted quickly and ran to the door. Father Jiraiya stopped him at the entryway. The little girl scrambled up and stood behind the Father.
"Father this girl is a witch and must be punished." The judge made and attempt at the girl.
"You will do no such thing Danzo, this girl has claimed sanctuary." The Father put a hand on the girls shoulder.
"Father, she is an abomination in the eyes of god and must be disposed of immediately. She's a filthy witch, a gypsy! And her acts can not be tolerated." Danzo preached his case but Jiraiya didn't move away from the girl.
"This girl has claimed sanctuary and that must be respected. Especially in the eyes of the Virgin Mother." Jiraiya stated. Danzo turned his head to face the statue of the Virgin Mother. Her cold stone eyes glistened in the heavy rain of Paris.
Danzo clenched his jaw and turned back to the Father. "You win this time." He turned on his heel and headed for his horse. He quickly mounted and turned down the nearest road. Before he rode of he exclaimed to the girl. "Gypsies don't deserve sanctuary!"
Jiraiya watched the judge go and closed the heavy door against the rainy night. The pants of the girl were echoed against the stone of Cathedral. Father furrowed his brown and faced the girl. She was sitting in one of the middle rows of benches still catching her breath.
The Father walked over to the girl and sat down next to her. The girl made the cross over her chest and bowed her head. She was a young girl; she probably had about 14 years under her belt. She wore a plain green dress that matched her eyes and her unusually colored her was in a bun. She was bare foot and wore gold anklets and bracelets and a single gold hoop in her left ear. Her dirty white shawl was soaked and covered in grime and mud, as was the rest of her.
"What is your name?" Jiraiya asked the gypsy girl.
"Sakura. Je m'appell Sakura." She answered quietly.
"Sakura." Father repeated for memorization. "Why was the Judge going after you?"
" He saw me heal."
"Heal?
"Yes, I cured my friend's wound when she fell."
"I see." Jiraiya leaned back on the bench. Sakura still had her head bowed and was in praying position.
"Oh Father, I am no witch, please believe me. I beg of you to forgive me." Sakura pleaded.
The father put his large hand on the girl's back. "You are forgiven, and I believe you."
"Thank you."
The Father stood and made his way back to his bedchamber. He looked back at the girl before opening the door. Sakura still had her head bowed as she prayed.
"Good night little one." Jiraiya said to her.
"Good night Father." Sakura looked up to bid him ado.
The Father nodded and stepped into his chamber and shut the door behind him.
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"Where is she" Tsunade slammed her fist against the table. "Why haven't you found her yet" she took another swig of her sake'.
"I'm sorry Madame, we scattered when Danzo came. He ran after Sakura and that was the last we saw of her." Said a girl with brown hair and eyes. Her hair was in two buns and she wore a red dress with gold sequins. Her name was Tenten.
Next to tenten was a shorter girl with dark hair and very pale eyes. She wore a white dress with the same gold sequins as Tenten. She had tears in her eyes and down her cheeks and was shaking violently from sobbing.
Tsunade was a busty, blonde woman who managed all of the money collected from her clan of gypsies. She was short tempered and downed bottles of sake faster than anyone in Paris.
"Well look harder. Check under every cart and horse. Look in every ditch and on every rooftop. Search all of Paris for her. It shouldn't be hard; she has hair the shade spring blossoms for Christ's sake!
A tall, thin man with long black hair and shadowy eyes made his way through the city streets. People went out of their way to welcome him and congratulate him of his battle victories. It was Captain Uchiha Itachi and Danzo himself summoned him home.
Although Danzo wanted Itachi to report to him immediately, he wanted to see his little brother first. After being at war for three years, he wanted to see a pleasant person first.
It was noticeable that it had rained to previous night. Giant puddles littered the streets and the smell of wet dog was over powering.
When he finally made it to his home he noticed how quiet it was. He walked into the dining area and was met with his aging mother. She looked over at him slowly and smiled.
"My son."
"Bonjour Mother." Itachi walked over to her and kissed her forehead.
"You've been gone so long." She cupped her son's face and sighed. "I'm getting so old Itachi."
Itachi smiled at her then looked around the room. It was considerably bear. As if his mother was the only person living there.
"Where are Sasuke, and Father?"
His mothers smiled immediately went upside down. "They're gone, Itachi. There was a sickness about a year ago and…" She drifted off into her thoughts.
Itachi's shoulders slouched and he sank into the chair across from his mother.
This fire in my skin
A blond girl in a blue belly shirt and skirt can be found dancing in the street near the Notre Dame. She plays her tambourine as her partner, a fat boy who played the guitar, Choji. They too were also gypsies under Tsunade's care. This pair was also performing when Sakura squeaked out of the Cathedral and made her way down the road.
"Sakura!" Choji called out.
"Wha? Sakura!" Ino turned her attention to the pinkette.
"Ino!" Sakura beamed.
Both Ino and Choji embraced Sakura. Ino clasped onto her shoulders. "Oh no, Sakura you need to go see Tsunade right away, she went off her rocker when you went missing. Where were you anyways? Did the Judge catch you? Oh of course he didn't you alive, breathing right in front of me! How did you get away from him, Are you hurt? You must be-" Choji clasped a hand over the blondes mouth.
"Ino, shut up." Choji reached over and grabbed his hat that was filled with the morning's earnings. "Let's go.
Itachi found himself at the Notre Dame looking for Danzo.
"Ah, Captain. You made it back." Danzo welcomed.
"Good Morning Monsieur." Itachi greeted.
"Yes, yes, good morning. Tell me now, how is the war? The news we get here in Paris is never trustworthy." Danzo sat at the table and motioned for Itachi to the seat across from him.
"Thank you sir. As you know, war is war."
"Yes of course. I presume that your curious as to why you were summoned home, am I right Captain?"
Itachi nodded. " As always sir."
Danzo got up and strided over towards the window. "Look down there and tell me what you see." Danzo pointed.
Itachi walked over and looked to where Danzo was referring to and saw three children around the age his own brother would be. They were three young gypsies, two girls and a chubby boy conversing in the street.
"Gypsies Monsieur?" Itachi raised an eyebrow
"Precisely Captain. The abominations that plague our streets and taint our holy society. They are mocking us and are plotting our demise." Danzo walked back to the table and sat. "I'm a man of good intentions Captain. I am trying to keep our grand city pure. For the past few years I have been taking care of the gypsies one by one but they seem to just multiply their numbers. They are like unholy rabbits. If I get rid of one they counter back by making three more."
"You want to wipe out the gypsies of Paris?" Itachi still stood by the window looking at the three young gypsies.
"Why yes, yes I want them all to burn at the stake. I almost had another one last night but she claimed sanctuary and hid like the coward she is. And that damned Father protects them. He doesn't understand the sins in his acts." Danzo furrowed his brow.
"Father must have a good reason for protecting them in the house of God." Itachi stated. "He wouldn't voluntarily commit acts of sin."
"He would actually because he has been corrupted by those demons. That's what they do, don't you understand? They play mind games and twist around reality with their witchcraft!" Danzo got up suddenly. "Captain, I am ordering you to take any and every gypsy into custody. I am ordering you and every lutenenit in this city to do so. Now go, leave me to my thoughts."
"Yes Monsieur." Itachi bowed and exited the room
He bumped into Father Jiraiya on the stone steps that lead into the main hall.
"Bonjour Father." Itachi made the cross over his chest.
"Ah, Itachi! Bonjour, bonjour. How long has it been, three years?"
"Oui, yes. Three very long years and still no progress." Itachi smiled.
"Come boy, have a drink with me. I want to hear how you've been." Jiraiya put an arm around Itachi and led him to the bell tower.
"Beautiful bells." Itachi commented.
"Yes, they've served us well." Jiraiya poured wine into both his and Itachi's glass. "I noticed you and Monsieur Danzo speaking."
"Yes, he wanted to welcome me back home." Itachi sipped him wine.
"Is that all he wanted?" Jiraiya raised an eyebrow at Itachi.
"He also expressed his feelings about the gypsies in Paris."
"Yes, he's been chasing them down for quiet some time now. He chased one here just last night but she claimed sanctuary."
"I heard. I was ordered to bring them into custody."
"The gypsies?" Jiraiya asked
"Oui." Itachi nodded and took another sip from his glass
"Are you willing to bring these children of God into custody."
"No, but not because they are children of God, but because they are human beings who were merely cursed with the burden to societies woes. They're just being treated as scapegoats." Itachi looked out onto the city.
"I am proud of you, you know. You've grown into a strong, smart young man. I'm surprised you have not taken a wife yet." Jiraiya drank from his glass.
"It's a bit difficult to pursue women when you're in the midst of battle Father."
Jiraiya gave a hearty, bellowing laugh that echoed over the bells.
This Burning Desire is Turning Me to Sin.
Author's Note: So after smoking a few joints today and watching Disney's Hunchback of Norte Dame I got this idea that is pretty much based off the movie with Naruto Characters and differences in the plot, etc etc etc.
I'm a bit side tracked on my other stories because all inspiration what so ever has escaped me and there is probably no hope of continuation.
Please tell me what you think of this story, I'm kind of proud o it so I'll probably start on the next chapter after I finish this note.
With love~WiggleWorm