AN: It is what it is. Try not to take it too seriously :P.
Inspiration? I'll give you one guess… it involves a little red-headed orphan…
THAT'S RIGHT! Annie. Miss Hannigan is such a freaking awesome character, I wanted to do a fic with her sort of in it… throw in the story of the Pied Piper and ya got yourself a story XD
Still working on my other fic but I really needed something else as sort of a refresher. As it stands now don't expect the chapters to be terribly long…but hopefully I'll be able to update frequently
Little girls
Little girls
Everywhere I turn I can see them
Little girls
Little girls
Night and day
I eat, sleep and breathe them
'Kids, definitely kids.'
Another shrill squeal echoed into the foggy recesses of Kisame's mind.
'Girls…has to be girls. So I've been taken prisoner by…little girls?'
No that didn't seem right, there was no way little girls had taken him prisoner. His body was still numb; he couldn't even get his eyes to open so Kisame was left with his only available sense to gauge his current situation, his hearing.
"He's blue!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Uh-huh! Take a look."
There was silence and then the sound of a collective gasp, there had to be at least a dozen of them, whatever they were… because they were not girls. His ego wasn't going to allow him to believe that they were little girls.
"He is blue!"
"He looks like a fish."
"A blue fish-man," someone giggled.
"Is he alive?"
"No, I think Sensei killed him."
'Sensei? Now that sounds promising. I wasn't attacked by little girls; I was attacked by whoever their sensei is.'
"Aw, he's dead? That's so sad, poor fish-man."
"Idiots, they wouldn't have chained him up if he was still alive."
'They? So there's more than one.'
"Maybe they were worried that he would come back as a zombie."
Kisame snorted at that and to his surprise it actually manifested into a sound. He wasn't the only on that had been surprised though, judging by the high-pitched screams of terror and the sounds of tiny feet fleeing the scene.
"Are you okay fish-man?"
Perhaps he hadn't scared them all off.
"Do you need some water?"
Kisame tried to ask where he was but his voice came out as a long drawn out gurgled groan.
There was the sound of something dragging against a stone floor, accompanied with little grunts and growls. A bit of silence followed and then he felt what he assumed was a bucket full of water being poured out over his head.
"Is that better?"
"Hotaru, what are you doing?"
Kisame's ears perked a little at the new voice. It was still feminine but more mature, an adult.
"I was watering the fish-man so he wouldn't turn into a zombie."
"…what?"
"Mami said he was going to turn into a zombie."
"Mami thinks everything will turn into a zombie," the adult voice sighed.
"So he's not going to turn into a zombie?"
"No he's not going to turn into a zombie."
"Are you suuuure?"
"Hotaru, so see what Shisou is doing."
Hotaru mumbled a disappointed 'okay' and Kisame could hear her little footstep trailing away and then pause.
"Piper?"
"Hm?"
"Are you gonna kill him?"
"…No, I won't kill him."
There was a long silence making Kisame wonder if this Piper woman had left with the little girl.
"I'm going to release the jutsu," Piper said sternly, breaking the silence suddenly. "Don't try to struggle; you'll only end up hurting yourself."
'Keh, try not to struggle as I rip your fucking head off,' Kisame thought darkly.
There was the sound of rustling fabric as Piper made the appropriate hand signs and then Kisame felt two fingers jab harshly against the middle of his chest. The numbness that had overtaken his body receded and before it had fully dissipated Kisame lunged forward blindly.
He figured he would attack first and then ask questions later. He hadn't counted on the two shackles binding his wrists to hold up against his massive strength.
"My aren't you a feisty one," Piper taunted as Kisame was jerked back like a dog on a leash. "That won't do you any good."
Kisame winced as the back of his head bounced off of the wall that his shackles were attached to.
"Who are you?" he growled as he tried focusing on the figure standing before him. Everything was a blurry mess but he could gather a few things about his surroundings. First, as he had learned quite painfully, he was shackled to a wall and had previously been in a sitting position. Second, he was in a windowless room and although there was a light source somewhere he couldn't pinpoint where. Thirdly, Piper was indeed a woman and much to the disappointment of his ego she was a relatively small woman.
"I'm Piper, thought you would have already caught that," Piper laughed sarcastically.
"I mean who are you with? What do you want? If you want information you're wasting your time because…"
"Hold on, hold on," Piper cut him off. "I'm not with anyone, and I certainly don't want any information from you. You invaded us, so I should be asking you these questions."
"Invaded you?" Kisame asked dumbly.
Quickly he tried to replay what had happened before he found himself in his current predicament.
They, he and Itachi, had been looking for Orochimaru's hideaway. Pein didn't want any information being leaked through the damn snake. After a week of searching they still hadn't come up with anything so Itachi had decided to separate, cover more ground. After a few days Kisame had come across what he assumed had been an abandoned lab. He infiltrated it in hopes that he would find a clue about Orochimaru's current location. Anything after that was blank. He remembered vaguely walking down a hall…but that was it.
"I was looking for Orochimaru."
"Orochi-who? Never heard of her."
"Her..ugh," Kisame sighed, he would let it drop. "Then this has all been a misunderstanding hasn't it?"
Kisame glanced up warily. If his captors had attacked him simply because he had invaded their little hideout he was willing to grant them a little mercy. Now he just needed them to unbind him, undo whatever they had done to him and…
"Where the hell is my sword?" Kisame snapped, finally realizing that Samehada was missing.
"So you weren't looking for us?" Piper asked, ignoring Kisame's inquiry.
"I don't even know who the fuck you are!" Kisame yelled.
"Watch your language," Piper tittered.
"Yeah I noticed you have one hell of a kid infestatio…hey where are you going?"
"I need to speak with my partner," Piper said casually.
Kisame watched as her blurred image strode away from him and out the only door in the room.
"Don't get too close to it," he heard her say from the hallway outside. "And don't pour anymore water on it."
"It?" Kisame grumbled.
'So I'm an it now?'
"See I told you he wasn't dead."
Kisame watched as several heads popped out around the doorway.
"He could still be a zombie."
"Oh shut up Mami."
"He said a bad word."
"Hey we should wash his mouth out," one of them laughed.
'Hn, if one of them gets close enough I could use them as a hostage.'
"Go find a stick and some soap!"
'…Fuck.'
"Could always kill him," Piper muttered to the tall dressing screen in the corner of the dimly lit room.
"Now what would be the fun in that?" someone slurred from behind the screen.
"Not having our location discovered is always fun."
"This is the first male to find their way into our midst in…in…"
"Forever?" Piper offered.
"Yeah, and forever is a really long time. Granted men are usually useless but they do have some uses if you know what I mean."
"No I really don't know what you mean," Pipper huffed. "Ren…how much have you had to drink today?"
"Ah that's right," Ren laughed as she sauntered out from behind the screen. Piper could only roll her eyes. You would think that the woman had gotten dressed but no, it appeared she had taken clothes off. "My little blushing virgin, of course you wouldn't know what I was talking about."
"How about you do whatever you're planning on doing to him and then we kill him," said Piper, choosing to ignore Ren's little jibe.
"And what do you think I plan on doing to him?" Ren asked huskily.
Pipers round cheeks flushed and she looked away. This woman was seriously disturbed. She had done a lot of good in her lifetime but it didn't take away from that fact that she was a total lush and a harlot.
"I don't know and I don't care," Piper bit out.
"Alright alright," Ren laughed, her green eyes sparkling mischievously. "But c'mon, we have plenty of time. If you can keep him subdued I don't see any reason to not keep him around."
"Plenty of time?" Piper sputtered. "We planned on being out of here within a month."
"Uh-huh, and at the end of that month we'll either kill him or knock him out and leave him to wake up on his own," said Ren as she draped her slender arms around Piper's shoulders. "Once he comes to we'll be long gone and we'll have nothing to worry about n-kay."
"Kill him…No knocking him out. I don't want to risk being tracked."
"You're such a paranoid little tart," Ren snorted.
"For good reason."
"Well come on my little clam let's go have a look at our catch of the day."
"I've seen enough of him thanks."
Kisame ducked left to avoid the soap on a stick being shoved in his face only to be met with yet another bar of soap.
His vision had finally returned but that had only made the situation worse. He had been happier when he couldn't see the grubby little faces of his attackers.
They all looked to be under the age of ten and they were all female.
There was Yuzuki, who looked to be the eldest of the bunch and was also the ringleader. She had long blond hair, blue eyes, and was covered head to toe in freckles. She hadn't actually participated in the attempt to wash his mouth out but happily barked out orders from the corner of the room.
Then there was Chouko, one of the girls that was currently wielding one of the soaps on a stick. Her appearance reminded him of someone who had stuck their finger in a light socket; her black hair was short and stuck up chaotically.
The other wielder of soap was Emi, who reminded him slightly of Itachi. She had inky black eyes and long black hair that was pulled back into a low ponytail. She hadn't said anything as she carried out her viscous attack but the look of her face was downright malicious.
Lastly there was little Hotaru and Mami, both of whom continued to voice their displeasure towards the other girl's activities. Mami looked to be about seven or so, with shoulder length auburn hair and dull jade eyes. From what Kisame could gather Mami's only reason for not participating was because she feared that he indeed was a zombie and according to her assaulting a zombie was bad luck.
Hotaru had quickly become his favorite; she seemed genuinely concerned about his wellbeing and had broken out in tears when the other girls had started up with their antics. Kisame deduced that she couldn't have been older than five. Her hair was…unusual, though not as unusual as Chouko's. It was silvery blue and pulled into a gravity defying little ponytail directly on the top of her head and rather than lopping over like a normal ponytail would, it stood straight up.
He wasn't sure where the other girls had run off to but he had been sure that there had been more than what were currently there.
"Okay!" A shrill voice rang out. "Out ya little pig droppings!"
Yuzuki was the first to book it from the room, followed closely by Emi.
After those two made their retreat two women stepped into the room and into Kisame's line of sight. One he recognized as the blurry shape that had been Piper. Now that he had a good look at her he noted that Mami was almost an exact replica of her, just smaller.
'They must be related,' Kisame mused.
The other woman, Ren, looked to be in her mid-forties. She was haggard and worn looking, though with how these kids acted Kisame supposed it was to be expected. She had ginger colored hair and green eyes. Unlike her partner, who was covered from neck to toe in a dingy grey cloak, Ren was hardly dressed at all. She appeared to be wearing nothing more than satin undershorts and top….and a bright red feather boa.
"I said out!" Ren bellowed when the other girls decided to linger.
"Hag!" Chouko screeched before running out of the room.
"And you wonder why no one loves you!" Ren yelled back.
"That was harsh," Mami muttered.
"Got something to say princess?" Ren sneered, taking a threatening step towards the girl.
"Ren," Piper warned, stepping between her and Mami. "…Mami, out."
"Yeah, I'm goin," Mami grumbled. "Just make sure he doesn't bite you…I don't wanna burn your undead corpse."
Piper arched a brow but didn't say anything.
"Well my little fish stick," Ren smiled, turning to Kisame. "Good news…what are you still doing here?"
Ren's smile faded as she caught sight of Hotaru still standing in the room.
"I'm not a pig dropping," Hotaru mumbled.
"Okay," Piper said softly. "All princesses out as well."
Hotaru smiled brightly and with one final glance toward Kisame she made her exit.
Ren rolled her eyes, "Anyway, good news, we aren't going to kill you."
"Yet," Piper added.
