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Flying away, not bothering to notice that my wings have fallen off...
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"That bastard."
The sound of chains echoed in the empty hallway.
"What the… Chains with chakra embedded in it?"
Temari's voice bounced against the walls.
"I can't believe this! Fuck! Don't do this to me!"
In one of the new cells, a girl is hanging upside down. As Temari angrily tried to concentrate on her task (being her desperate tries to escape), she had difficulties since the bastards that caught her in the first place decided to let down her long hair.
"I am going crazy!" She shook her head and then again shot a longing glance at her fan standing next to her against the wall.
There's no use staring at the fan, it can't help you and you can't reach it.As Temari screamed in frustration, the man in the cell across hers lazily watched her.
"That won't help, ya know."
Temari met his gaze. "You don't look like a person who would know that."
He smirked at her. "Maybe not." He then went back to his usual schedule that didn't include her, especially not talking to the new girl that the men with the robes locked into the cell across his.
She frowned at the pathetic man, and then went back to her tries to break free.
"I'm sorry to call you out so late, Temari, but we need a Jounin to check up some things." Temari mimicked her little brother's voice as she continued to concentrate chakra into her feet in an attempt to break the chains.
"It will only take two days." She frowned and found that she had hard time breathing, which was quite normal since she had been upside down for a while now.
"We don't have the time or the people to take any other Jounin than you, MY ASS!" She was getting more and more frustrated and that didn't help her. Her concentration to summon chakra in her feet disappeared, and she tried to catch her breath as she heard someone laugh.
"You don't have to laugh, damn it! I am just a normal human being that is doing her best to escape, is it that unusual?!" Temari cried out, believing that it was the man in the other cell that was making fun of her.
She was dead wrong.
"But, it really is amusing. Watching you struggle, that is." A voice she recognized said, and as she tried to find the source of the voice, the person suddenly appeared in front of her.
She saw a flash of yellow before she could feel a hand gripping her throat.
"So, Sabaku no Temari, are you prepared to talk or not?"
That was the last thing she heard before she fainted.
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temari
from her point of view
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As I started to wake up, I heard a voice.
"And in the end, she was nothing but a weak and little girl." The person sighed.
A snort. Then a voice that said "I'm not weak, and the hell that I'm little."
Wait.
That was me.
I opened my eyes and saw the blonde girl that captured me from the beginning. The girl with the heavy voice and an arrogant smile. She smiled at me again.
"Maybe that was me choosing the wrong words. You are fragile and petite."I ignored her, knowing too well that I was neither fragile nor petite, but I was going to let her have her way. I was not going to be provoked.
I sat up, and then started looking at the room I was in, completely ignoring the girl's scuffing and how she looked at me as I started to observe my surroundings.
The place was quite neat. One bed, one chair, a door and then a desk. Neither windows nor any carpet was to be seen, so the girl probably disliked any lights or anything that would make a room cozy.
"Liking what you see, yeah?" The girl grinned at me and fixed the machine that covered her left eye. I ignored her but then looked at her again.
The girl didn't meet my gaze, but started to mumble that she needed to leave soon and something about that it was cold here.
"Oh my..."
It definitely wasn't my intention to let her hear me, but she looked at me again. "Pardon me?"
"Your robe..." I pointed at the robe she wore and she followed my gaze. She then chuckled and smirked at me.
"Just noticed, yeah?"
"Yeah..." Akatsuki. The most dangerous nation in the entire world. The one thing that told people that someone belonged to this group was their black robe and red clouds.
This couldn't be any worse.
"Now that you finally noticed who I am, let's go. Our leader wants to talk to you, yeah."
I blinked. "Wait. Am I in your room? This isn't some sort of guest room?"
"No. It is mine." She walked to the door. Since I was sitting on the floor right next to the door, she grabbed my upper arm and made me flinch. Her hold on my arm was strong, and since I recently woke up, it hurt even more since I couldn't focus any good on ignoring the pain.
"Let's go."
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck it all.
If I should listen to her, then it should be the same thing as listening to death, and I didn't want to die.
Not realizing that I wasn't moving nor listening to the girl, I continued my ramble in my head, only making the girl even more furious.
"Hey girl! Wake up, yeah?" She tried to lift me with one arm, which of course didn't work because even though I am a girl didn't mean that I wasn't thin and I definitely had muscles.
"I am going to die." I whispered. The girl rolled her eyes and then let go of my arm. As a reflex, I brought it to my heart and tried to calm down. I had never been so terrified or felt so helpless ever since Gaara transformed to the monster inside of him for the first time in front of me.
The girl bent down to my height and then sat down on the floor in front of me.
"Hey." I lifted my head to see the girl looking at me. "You're not going to die. We just need you to talk to us about some things."
I wasn't afraid when I was in the prison cell. In there, I still had a chance to escape. And when I was there, I still didn't know who had captured me.
STUPID ME.
"Girlie? Come on up, I won't bite ya." She smiled at me again, arrogantly of course, and then stood up.
I noticed two things. One, she was a very tall lady. Girl. Whatever. Two, she actually had a very deep voice and a masculine face.
But, she had nail polish and long, blonde hair, meaning that she HAD to be a girl.
I think.
I mean, isn't it logical for guys to not wear nail polish?
I stretched my arm towards her, and she didn't move. I waved it in front of her face but she continued to just look at me with this strange face. I pouted.
"I need help to get up."
"Oh." The girl looked slightly surprised, but then gazed down at my clothes and then understood my problem. Yeah, my dress, who happened to be the one I wore during the rescue of Uchiha Sasuke, still had a ribbon draped around my waist and a very short skirt.
She helped me get up, and as I thanked her, I noticed a blush on her face. It was almost invisible, but it was there.
"Now, come on. You already slowed us down, and I don't think my partner can last any longer." She snorted and obviously thought her remark was very amusing, and I couldn't do anything but to stare and follow her.
This time, she didn't take my hand.
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deidara
from his point of view
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This was so wrong, so damn wrong, wrong wrong wrong –
"Your name was Dei-chan, ne?" The man scuffed closer to where I was sitting and put down a hand on my thigh. "That's cute."touched my inner thigh and looked at me with those eyes.
I felt so gross. Ishuddered and did anything but to kill the god damn man who
Clouded by lust.This was so fucking wrong, somebody take me away from here, where is that Uchiha bastard?Oh fuck no.
I swallowed and tried to find Konan. She was nowhere to be seen, and I felt a tug on his shirt.
The man forced me to turn around, and then buried his head in my shoulder. "You smell so good…"
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"Hey girlie, follow me…" The man stood up and started to drag me into another room.
That damn Uchiha bastard didn't say anything about this. It was to make him spill some important secrets to me, not to be dragged into a room.This is my first goddamn mission with the Akatsuki, and even though I had to dress up like a girl, I will not lose, yeah.
It was then when I came up with the idea that would save me. It was a smart idea but it would take him a lot of courage and he would have to forget his pride for a while, but so be it.
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back to temari point of view
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As I and the girl entered a hallway, she suddenly turned around to face me. After walking in silence for five minutes, she actually observed my face.
"You need to be my hostage." She said clearly. I raised an eyebrow.
"Okay."
She sighed. "You don't look like my hostage." She then saw something that hung on the wall, and she grabbed it.
It was a rope.
"Give me your hands."
I did what I was told and watched as the girl bound my hands together.
"Will I ever get my fan back?" I asked, and the girl raised her eyebrows.
"What? Is that your lover or something?"
"I guess that you could say that my fan happens to be very important for me."
"Whatever." The girl snickered and then turned serious. "And the answer is no, you can't have your fan back. It is considered a weapon and therefore, you can't have it." She replied automatically and it was something inside of me that wondered hastily if she was a robot or just used to these questions.
I remained silent until I saw a door.
We were finally there.
I could hear voices on the other side of the door, and I suddenly gulped as nervousness caught me in its net.
"Don't be afraid." She said as she noticed that I was close to shaking. "Don't make a scene. Or they'll kill you."
Yeah. Like that'd help a lot.
But there was something in her voice that made me calm down and I then looked at her.
"Shouldn't we enter?" I asked slowly as my mind wanted it to be over as soon as possible but my body wanted to run, so I was waiting for her to just drag me into the room.
"Yeah."
She nodded at me and then opened the door.
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PREVIEW FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER.
"Are you implying that you are a man?"
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"I think that Temari is captured. By something…"
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"Hey…your name?"
"Deidara. It's Deidara."
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"Deidara." Pein's eyes focused on him but he didn't avoid eye-contact because Deidara is a proud man and proud men don't do such things and so, he continued to look at his leader.
"Kill her."
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Hiya. Just me again. I know, I know. I will try to continue with this. In a steady pace. Yeah.
As I am sure you've noticed, I don't have a beta. Is anyone interested, feel free to contact me.
/nazzy
