Crimson blood, Crimson love

by Rhaziell

The ruthless captain of the Crimson Cloud and the leader of the Akatsuki pirates, attacks a merchant ship. When his eyes spot two gorgeous young lads in the midst of their battle, he decides to force the two young ones to become members of his notorious crew. Will love eventually melt the coldhearted man with the piercing grey eyes?

1. Chapter 1: Under attack

lWarnings: Yaoi! BoyxBoy… If you don't like it, then don't read! Swearing, bad language, violence, death and AU.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, I make no money of this writing!

Pairings: Pain/Gaara and Hidan/Itachi

A/N: This is my first pirate fanfic. I made this one up after a sweet Strawberii girl and I chatted for a while. Be prepared though. The story is pretty violent, but will definitely get a good ending. Also lemons will be in later chaps peeps! I'm not sure how many chapters it will have, but I'll try to make it awesome for you guys.

Enjoy the ride!

…Crimson blood, Crimson love…

'Pirate ship straight ahead captain!' It's coming at us at full speed!

Running over, the captain of a merchant ship from Konoha grabbed his binocular. From far away he could see big black sails with red cloud shaped forms on it.

Paling at the sight, he yelled at the crewmembers: 'It's the Akatsuki pirates! Get ready for battle. Hide the merchant, and prepare yourself for the worse!'

Standing behind the helm of his ship, the captain smirked. 'So they spotted us already… No matter, those lousy scumbags will never escape us. Let this be a warning for all of you, Konoha maggots.'

Within twenty minutes the Crimson Cloud was gaining in on the heavily loaded merchant ship. Sending the ship on collision course, he called out for his quartermaster. 'Orochimaru, take the wheel. Keep it at full speed, and make sure we catch up on starboard, that way is the easiest way to enter, got it?!'

'Aye captain,' the called man answered in response. A malicious grin covered the pale face. Long black hair hanging loose, making his golden eyes with the pupils in slits stand even out more. Dangerous vibes oozed from the tall male, like a serpent ready to strike and put his fangs in his prey.

Smirking he looked at the merchant ship. In his smooth low voice he said: 'Those bastards don't stand a chance. We'll have a nice party finishing them off.'

With the ship almost aligned with the smaller merchant ship, the captain of the Crimson Cloud yelled his orders.

'Hoist the colours! Prepare the cannons! On my sign…Open fireeee!'

Large cannons fired loudly, the black balls flying into the other ship, crashing and making big holes in the flank of the vessel. Cracking and squeaking of splintering wood was heard from the ship they attacked. Almost like the ship was moaning in pain from the big blast it had to endure.

Screams and shouts of fear were heard. Men were shouting orders at each other, trying to prepare and defend themselves for the worst.

'Protect the merchandise, no matter what! We can't let these bloody pirates rob us from our hard work to bring this values back to our beloved Konoha!'

Standing on the bow, grey sharp eyes watched over the attack. Every detail was sucked in, analysing the whole situation. Looking over his shoulder, the captain checked his crew. seeing the thirsty looks in their eyes, he smirked. Oh hell yeah, they were ready for action.

Opening his mouth, he shouted: 'Get ready to board! Take everything you can get, kill everyone who resists the attack. I don't have time for filthy little creatures like them. I want this whole fucking ship entered and empty within fifteen minutes understood you low scrawny arses?!'

'Ayeeeeeeee' was the loud scream he got in reply, and he smirked evilly.

Yelling his last orders, he roared in his deep voice: 'Deidara, Sasori, you two take the stern. Kisame you take the main deck together with Zetsu. All the others take care of the rest. Kill as many of them as needed to get a free path to the lower deck got it? Konan, you'll be our eyes when we're on that bloody ship, make sure we can return safe to the Crimson Cloud, understood?!'

'Aye aye captain,' was heard for one last time before he turned his back against them. Checking everything one last time for the safety of his crew. He raised his hand, holding them back.

Scanning the ship, his eyes locked on two young boys. A small redhead and a raven haired one with his long hair in a loose ponytail. Both of them looked back with anger and disgust in their eyes.

A tiny smile tugged at his face. 'I need to remember those two faces,' he thought before snapping his head back at his crew.

'Alright, grapples* ready! … Gooooo' he yelled.

Screaming men entered the smaller ship. Sounds of swords clinging together, moaning of men who got stabbed, last breaths, begging's for mercy and loud bangs from pistols, were the only sounds filling the ship.

'Danna, cover me!' A young male, with long blond hair tied up in a high ponytail, shot forward. The lean body wrapped in a black loose pants, the chest covered with a white cotton shirt, hanging open till his belly button. A leather baldric* crossed the chest, two pistols resting in it, waiting for their owner to be released and shoot at any person getting close.

Dashing over the stern, his boots clanged in a rapid motion. In the corner of his eye he saw a shadow running towards him. The male pulled his sword in one swift movement. A loud gasp was heard when he pierced his sword through the ribcage of a man around the thirty.

The lights in the eyes of the man slowly fading, he whispered with his dying breath: 'I'm sorry my love, I won't be able to see our son…f-orgive me… '

Falling on his knees, the body shook a few times, before relaxing. Death taking him away on its wings.

'Uhn, sorry about that old man, I'm sure your kid will grow up just fine,' but hey I need to live too y'know hmpf, he mumbled.

'You ASSHOLE! I'm gonna send you to h…'

*BANG*

Not even able of finishing his sentence a man fell down before the blonds feet. A bullet hole was seen right between his eyes.

Looking up, his bright blue eyes met with big brown eyes. A small male looked at him with a bored look. His red hair waving in the wind. The black leather pants and red sash hanging loosely on the frail hips. A long dagger shimmered in the sunlight from under the sash. A long button up shirt covered his small frame. The laced necklace with black cross, hanging around a pale neck, clenched between smooth fingers.

'May your death drag you to hell you piece of shit' he smirked while pretending to form a cross in the air.

Walking over to the dead male, his boots nudged the man, checking if he was really dead. When no response came he looked up. 'How was that for a covering Dei?'

Grinning at the redhead, they both ran across the stern, clearing a path for their captain.

Both of them having the upper hand against the weak crew, they signalled Konan with the message: 'Stern clear.'

With a loud yell she shouted at her captain: 'Captain, stern clear and safe!'

The grey eyes looked up at the shouting woman. Her short blue hair and bright brown eyes giving her an innocent, almost angelic, look. However she was far from that. Normally being the soft and caring type for the crew, but when forced, the girl was fierce. Her eyes turned cold and with one single snap of her captains fingers, she would change in to a cold murdering machine.

Nodding at her, the captain of the Crimson Cloud slowly walked down, getting ready to enter the ship himself.

He always went aboard later then his crew, analysing the situation from higher grounds and normally shouting commands to keep his crew safe, or at least not getting them lethally injured. He may be ruthless, but his crew was his family and he cared for them. Safety always came first.

When he saw no deadly threats that could finish off the pirates, he always entered the battle, fully enjoying the adrenaline rushing through his body. The danger and the hunt for treasures, fuelling him on.

Checking his ammunition, he loaded his three pistols, setting the hammers on sharp. His long sword was strapped tightly against his thigh, a smaller cutlass* was strapped next to it, ready to be pulled out of its sheath within the blink of an eye.

'Hidan, let's go! Get your fucking lazy ass over here right away you faggot!'

Grinning like a demon, a tall and muscular platinum haired man walked over to him. The piercing magenta eyes sharp and shimmering with a hint of sadistic madness. His chest was bare. One baldric crossed diagonally over the strong shoulders till his waist. In it hanging a long three bladed scythe he carried on his back. His leather pitch-black pants was laced up from the sides, showing the strong muscles beneath it. Long black boots covered the legs till half of his calves, the straps on it giving them a dangerous look. A violet belt, matching his eyes, was hanging around his waist, carrying two pistols on it, one on each side. A long pendant hang on a silver chain around the strong neck.

'What's the plan capt'n?'

Eyeing his right hand man, he gave him a sly smile.

'What do you think off chasing some lousy asses and let them shiver and kneel down to us before we let them beg for their deaths?'

The maniac eyes closed, shivering when he heard the comment of his boss.

'Kekeke, Aye captain! Let's do this!'

Grabbing both a rope, the threw it around the mast of the smaller ship. Taking a run they both jumped, swinging between the two ships and the sea over to the other deck. Landing on their feet, they pulled their weapons, ready for action.

Running side by side, they slashed victim after victim, not even caring if they were dead or mortally injured. Dead set on obtaining the booty of the ship.

'Let's get to the main deck to help those runts Kisame and Zetsu out Hidan!'

The said male was just busy slashing the large three bladed scythe through another male, totally cutting him right through the middle. The two halves landing separated from each other. A big gush of blood splattered in the platinum haired face.

Laughing like a sadist he rubbed his fingers over his bloodied face. Licking his fingers he whispered a demonic prayer.

'Get that arse out of the gutter and follow me!' the older male screamed.

Cursing under his breath, Hidan followed his ruthless leader to the main deck. Looking over it he saw two of his mates fight, backing each other up and killing their opponents smooth and fast.

Wanting to join Kisame and Zetsu, he tried to get past his captain. When a large strong arm was slammed into his ribs, he coughed and looked at the man with a snarl on his lips, not understanding why he was stopped.

'Wait, look at those two… they have the same battle moves like we had when we were younger,' the captain ranted.

Scanning the deck, magenta eyes locked on two young males. Both looked tired, but the determination to fend for themselves was pouring from their bodies.

Not able to resist it, a small smile pried on his face. Standing next to the boss, both observed the two males.

Swallowing at the sight, both of them watched the slim bodies move as one. Lean supple muscles moved fast. Swords were crossed with the pirate crew, sending multiple of them down with one feral blast.

'Captain, I think I like those two lads. They can fight like beasts. By the love of the devil, why are they on the good side? They would make some worthy pirates.'

Not able to say anything, grey eyes watched the scene. Swallowing when he saw a trail of sweat glistening down on the young bodies.

'Let's just wait a little longer and see what they can do Hidan.'

Nodding, both of them stepped back a little. Taking cover near the railing.

'Fuck they look fine, I wouldn't mind get those two hooked in my quarters.' Feeling his member twitch at the thought, he snarled. It's been too long capt'n we should go ashore soon before me or the men are gonna rape some asses.'

Grinning at the comment, the captain couldn't agree more. Seeing those two perfect creatures made him long for wild hot sex, all night long until his lover would pass out due to too many orgasms.

Both of them looked up. Violet eyes ogled at the black haired beauty. The low ponytail shot free from the ribbon that was wrapped around it. Long black raven hairs flew around in the wind. The beautiful face was scrunched into an angry scowl. The smouldering black orbs switched from opponent to opponent. The high cheekbones giving of an air of arrogance.

Long pale fingers were clenched around a rapier.* The loose cotton shirt was ripped, giving a nice view of unblemished pale skin and a supple chest with lusty pink nipples.

The waist was slim, but gave a strong look. Slender long legs wrapped into a tight black pants made Hidan swallow down his own drool. The ass of the lad was certainly a fine piece of work. The mounds of flesh were hugged tightly by the pants, like it was a second skin sticking to it.

A bright red belt crossed the slim hips. The daggers in it hanging against the smooth thighs.

At the same moment, the captain of the Crimson Cloud, let his eyes roam over the petite but fierce redhead. The spikey locks dripping from sweat. A few drops slid down the boys temple, trailing a path down to a smooth pale neck before it disappeared between the hem of the tight black button up shirt. The first two buttons were ripped off, giving a peek of a small but lean chest.

A wound on the head of the small boy was oozing blood, covering the pale face in it. Still the young male was beautiful. The beautiful green eyes sparkled with defiance and spirit to live this battle. Lips were pulled into a small line, and he could hear the male growl at his opponents.

Letting his eyes slide down, they rested on small hips, the slender legs beneath it setting his own loins on fire. Although the pants was a little loose for him they matched perfectly with the red sash that was wrapped around the frail waist.

Small but strong fingers were clenching a cutlass. In the other hand was a Flintlock pistol. Aiming perfectly he shot man after man.

Still, the small body started to send off signs of exhaustion. The heaving chest and the pants coming from the now parted plump lips made him even more attractive.

'Fucking gorgeous,' the man whispered to his companion. 'Hidan, we're gonna get those two scrawny lads on board of the Crimson Cloud, u copy?'

Cackling, the male nodded his head. 'Aye capt'n loud and clear.'

Not noticing they were being watched by two bloody pirates, the young males stood back to back. Covered in sweat and panting hard, they tried to catch their breaths. Swords in their hands and guns loaded again they faced the brutal mass murder of their friends.

'I- Itachi, how the hell are we going to get away alive? There are so many of them, I can hardly stand on my feet anymore… I-I'm dizzy.'

Wiping his forehead he felt blood dripping down the left side of his temple. Feeling up, he felt a huge gushing wound being the cause. Covering it with his hand, he tried to put pressure on it, with that trying to make the bleeding stop enough to get his vision back instead of the blurry shadows that crossed his eyes.

'Gaara! When did you get that wound? I take my eyes of you for one second and you get yourself a split skull?!'

'A-ahhh… Fuck it hurts! You see that big guy over there? He fucking grabbed me from behind and slammed my head against the mast. I think I finished him off though, he's not moving anymore since I ran my cutlass through his bloody chest.'

'Are you still able to fight? I'll cover you as much as I can, don't let your guard down.'

Only able to nod and wincing when he felt his mind buzzing, he grabbed a tight hold of his weapons.

'Left Gaara!'

Both bodies moving in unison, they both ducked from an attack. Right after the attacker missed, they both let their bodies fall down. On their hands they swooshed a leg across the pirates feet, making him fall over. Standing up at lightning speed Gaara and Itachi ran their swords through the body of the big man. Coughing up blood, the pirate cursed before he died.

'Itachi DUCK!'

Not even trying to see what was coming his way he ducked, closing his eyes to protect them from flying dirt. Feeling small feet jump on his shoulders and setting off on him he heard a loud bang and cracking of bones. Opening his eyes he saw Gaara take out a giant male. The flying kick from the small male sending him against the railing.

Doing a few backflips, they stood their ground against each other again. Huffing and trying to get control over the adrenaline that ran through their veins.

Hearing their mates crumble and heaving dying gasps, both Kisame and Zetsu looked up. Two pair of eyes scanned the deck, looking where the threat came from.

Eying the two young males fighting like beasts but in perfect harmony with each other, they looked at each other. Nodding in understanding, both killed their opponent, before they dashed over to the two younger males.

'You little scallywags! Prepare to get cleaved to the brisket!' Kisame yelled at them.

The man looked like a shark in all kinds of ways. Three cuts on each side of his cheeks that looked like gills were adorned with a shark like grin. Pointy teeth glistened in the setting sun. The broad body would make even the toughest man shiver. Multiple scars ran over his body. Only wrapped in a black leather pants and all kinds of weapons hanging from different belts and sashes made him look like a madman. The blue bandana that covered his hair made the face even harder.

Followed by his partner, Zetsu locked eyes with the smaller boys. Pulling out his blunderbuss he aimed at them. Pulling back the hammer, he pulled the trigger.

A loud bang was heard and splintering wood flew around.

Snapping out of their daze, both the captain and Hidan snapped their gazes at the two tall males running towards the lads.

But before they could even respond, both the shark and the silent male attacked at full speed. Weapons drawn and fast as lightning they shot forward with the gleam of killing in their eyes.

Not even able to blink, both boys were hit at full speed. Flashes of white hot burning pain coursed through their bodies. Screaming in pain they both flew back. Gaara landed on his knees, while Itachi landed on his back.

'A-Aghhhhh!'

Grabbing at his abdomen, Gaara saw his shirt was ripped open. A big cut from down his left hip till his right shoulder gushed with blood. Tears flowed down the green eyes. The blood on his face mixing with the salt water made his face look even more bloodied.

Coughing up blood, he groaned in pain, feeling his vision turn blurry and losing consciousness. Still he snapped his head towards his best friend.

'I-Itachi, are you okay? Talk to me please…' he whispered in a low voice.

Hearing the other moan in pain, he heaved a sigh in relief. Getting up as good as possible, he staggered over to the raven.

'G-get up 'Tachi, w-we have to fight back.'

The pale face made Gaara scowl. All the blood was drained from his own. When he saw his friend heaving and coughing, a desperate cry left him.

'Don't… don't die on me,' he whispered in a strangled voice.

Eying his friends body, he saw multiple cuts covering the chest area. The handle of a dagger was spotted. The blade completely sheathed inside the shoulder of the taller male.

A low snickering made him turn around, two large males were hovering over them both.

The shark like male rumbled in his low and dark voice: 'Better say your prayers little seaweeds. It'll be your last.'

'G-get away from us, you creeps! Don't touch us!' the small boy yelled.

Smirking at the stuttering, Zetsu spoke in a soft but stern voice. 'We only wanted the merchants, you shouldn't have resisted us. This is just pay back for not listening to us.'

'Let's finish this Zetsu, these are the only two left on this bloody ship, and I want to drink my sorrow ass into oblivion tonight,' the broad male grunted.

Nodding, the both of them brought up their arms, two long swords glistening in the last rays of daylight.

'R-run Gaara, get yourself out of here, hnnggh,' the older boy whimpered.

'I'm not leaving you, remember our oath we made, Itachi.' Together with me, say it Itachi!' the small redhead spoke in a desperate voice. Taking a gurgling breath, they both started to chant their ultimate oath that bonded them together for life.

"Blood for blood, bone for bone, life for life,
until only we stride the earth.
My life is in your hands, my blood is in your veins.
Hold me well and I will lend you my strength;
Break your bond and may we both perish.
Friendship I swear to you,
an Oath of clasped hands and shared hearts."

Covering his friends body, Gaara awaited his death. When he heard the swishing sound of swords coming down, he closed his eyes. 'Please let it be over fast,' he prayed in his self.

'Avast!* Put down those swords Kisame and Zetsu!'

Hearing the well-known voice of their captain yell, both stopped in mid-air. Both snarling at the command, they turned around looking in the piercing and cold eyes of their leader.

'What are you saying captain? Those little mutts killed off thirty men of our crew for sure!' the shark growled at his boss with a challenging gleam in the little beady eyes.

'You don't have to tell me that Mr. Kisame. Now get your lousy ass out of my way or I'll make sure to keelhaul you when we're back on board.'

Huffing annoyed, Zetsu and the shark walked away. Both standing next to Hidan.

Walking slowly up to the two young males, he stopped at a safe distance. Looking down on them, he growled in a raspy voice: 'Look at me boy, get that body back to your feet and face me.'

Hearing the rough voice, Gaara whimpered softly. Slowly he looked up with his eyes half lidded. His vision was a blur, clenching his eyes tight and opening them one by one he got s sharper look.

Gasping at the sight, he shook his head. What he saw was the most handsome men he had ever seen. Orange spikey locks covered the beautiful face. Grey eyes that looked like they were piercing right through his soul stared at him.

Several loops and studs were in both ears, from top to bottom. Sliding over the face he saw high cheekbones and a strong jaw, giving the man an aristocratic air. Looking at the mouth he saw full lips in a small line, it was pulled into an angry snarl. The two fanglike piercings in the bottom lip adding even more danger to the tall man.

Trying to focus, the small boy lowered his gaze. Strong shoulders were covered by a white loose button shirt, that was open till his abdomen. Strong muscles flexed with every breath. The white shirt was covered with a black waistcoat, hanging loosely around the strong torso, making two red baldrics visible. In it hanging three pistols, fully loaded. The contrast of the black, red and white made the strong upper body stand out even more.

Huffing small pants of breaths, Gaara looked down. Tall strong legs covered by a tight black leather pants, that was zigzagged at the sides, made the boy shiver. The knee high boots were adorned by red buttons, a few straps and several belts.

Around the waist was a red sash tightly knotted. The long piece of cloth adding even more height to the already long legs. The long sword, cutlass and daggers that were shimmering between the sash, made the boys mouth dry.

This man was… Lethal. Death and beauty combined with each other, forming the perfect image of how a real man should be.

'I said get up,' the tall man growled out.

Holding on to his abdomen, Gaara tried to get up. The hot pain shooting through him, made him groan. The cut was deep and he felt his mind buzzing and pulling him into unconsciousness from the loss of blood.

Still he stood up, holding his head up high and looking straight in the face with the piercing eyes.

'W-who are you?' he huffed, while he hold on tight on his abdomen, as if trying to pull his skin back together.

Without even knowing why, the older males hand shot up, grabbing the cheeky lads chin between his strong fingers. A firm grip was locked onto it, making it impossible for the boy to look away.

'I am Pain, the leader of the Akatsuki pirates and owner of the ship The Crimson Cloud,' he spoke in a loud voice, so the rest of his crew gathered around him and the boy that was still lying on the deck, and with that closing off every escape route from them.

'Your name and his,' Pain demanded while pointing at the now unconscious raven.

Staring daggers at the so called captain, he spit in the handsome face. 'None of your business old scumbag!'

Seeing the anger taking over Pain, the small boy saw the grey eyes light up, while a smirk crossed the fine lips.

When he felt the strong hand on his chin sliding down and wrapping around his throat he let out a whine. The tall man lifted him up like he weighed nothing and his back was slammed hard against one of the masts nearby.

Screaming he felt all oxygen leaving his body. The pain almost unbearable now.

'Let me ask you one last time, what are your names?'

'Hnggh… I'm G-Gaara and that's Ita-Itachi.'

With a low chuckling he released his steel grip on the pale throat. Red marks were getting visible in the neck, certainly he bruised the skin.

Letting the boy stand on his own two feet again, he turned his back against the boy and spoke like nothing happened.

'Well Gaara, you and that other lad are quite the pesky little buggers, for finishing off so many of our crew. For that, we'll get our revenge. From now on, you and the other one will be part of our crew. You'll be turned into one of us, you better get ready for the change of a lifetime.'

The world around Gaara shattered. Anger and despair filling him to the brim.

'Never! Never will I nor Itachi take place in your filthy crew. Finish me off right now! If you don't, you better watch your back, cause I will be waiting for the moment to stab my sword through your black heart, you hear me?!'

Looking over his shoulder Pain smirked. 'Why don't you try lad, give me your best shot.'

Wobbling on his feet the small redhead grabbed his cutlass, but when he wanted to dash forward, his vision turned blurry and the dizziness made him fall to his knees. With one last 'never' leaving the boy's lips, darkness surrounded him and he was swallowed whole into nothingness.

Turning around, he saw the boy lying there. One single tear dribbled down the cheek and Pain felt a slight pang of sorry shoot through his body. However as the captain, emotions were covered up and he spoke to his crew.

'Alright you bunch of pigs, gather the booty from this bloody ship and after that make sure to scuttle this sailing piece of shit and send it to Davy Jones locker.'

Hearing the affirmative yells of his crewmembers that were still alive, he eyed Hidan. Not even having to talk the platinum haired male walked up to him.

'What are your plans Pain?'

'You get that Itachi boy and I'll take Gaara. Let's take them to Kabuto, he'll patch them up.'

'Aye captain.' With that Hidan walked over to the dark haired male. Bending over and resting on one knee, he looked over the young body. His strong hands scooped under the boys chest and knees. With one pull he heaved the boy into his strong arms. Hearing a tiny pained moan coming from the beautiful mouth.

'Shh it's okay lad, we'll fix ya up,' he mumbled in an unsuspected tender voice.

Surprised he felt the boy relax and felt the head lean into him more snugly, as if searching for comfort. His heart thumped harder when he looked down and his body reacted on its own when he heard Itachi sigh content. Bending over the pale face he let his lips brush over the long hairs and forehead.

'I better be careful and control myself before I rape the kid,' was all he could think about when he inhaled the sweet scent of the boy.

'Let's go Hidan.'

Turning around he saw his Captain and friend holding the small frame of the little redhead. His hands were covered in blood, like his own. The massive wounds made by Kisame and Zetsu were still bleeding and the blood slipped through their fingers.

Running over, Hidan walked towards the starboard side, stepping on the plank that was lay down now between the two ships.

With one last look on the small boy, Pain whispered in his ear: 'You're mine Gaara, for now until eternity. Soon you won't be able to go on without me.'

With that vow, the captain of the Crimson Cloud stepped aboard of his ship, shouting the command to Orochimaru to get them the hell out of here.

With a burning ship on the background he walked behind Hidan to let his surgeon sew the large wounds back together.

Grapples: Ropes with hooks to enter another ship

Baldric: A leather band meant for strapping around the shoulder and chest. The belt could hold on to many weapons like pistols and knifes.

Cutlass: a short, broad sabre or slashing sword, with a straight or slightly curved blade sharpened on the cutting edge.

Rapier: A slender, sharply pointed sword, ideally used for thrusting attacks.

Avast: stop and check this out or pay attention.

Lad: A young boy.

A/N: Omg Omg! Aren't those bloody Akatsuki pirates a bunch of bad asses? I didn't want to spoil who the captain was until Gaara could ask his name… Damn that's hard you know to not spoil a name! But now we all know that the sexy demon Pain leads those bad boys ^_^ Hihihi. I really enjoyed writing this chapter. Please let me know what you think! I'll try to update as soon as possible me laddies!

Till then: *Stands, Bows, Osu!*