Lead Me Not Into Temptation
By: Little Miss Morphine and Punk Angel's Dream
Summary: The Takeda twins. . .they are also known as Yuuwaku Futago. But unknown to the Akatsuki, Aika and Amaya were about to live up the their name. SasoriOC, DeidaraOC
Rating: T for now. . .subject to change. Mostly for language and sexual comments!
A/N: So, boys and girls, we're back with a new story. . .for Naruto on this go 'round. We promise to do the best we can at updatin' regularly. Now please, read and review!
Disclaimer: We own nothing of Naruto. . .which is probably a good thing because if we did, then it would turn into a X-rated hentai, with some yaoi thrown in! Wait, some of you guys would like that. . .anyways, we don't own it! So no suing!
Chapter 1:
Two young girls walk through the desert, the wind blowing fiercely around them. Both attempt to shield their eyes from the sand that had been caught buy the gale. One of them growls in agitation. "Damn, this sand is burning my eyes."
The other girl coughed a little and spat out sand before replying. "Look on the bright side, at least we got to see Gaara-kun again."
Bluish-green eyes narrow against the small sand storm. "Some consolation prize." She mumbles. "Pick up the pace, Amaya, I want to get out of this desert."
They speed up, both hoping to reach the edge of the desert before dusk. The Takeda twins might be Jounin, but it was common knowledge that no one should be out in the desert at night especially since the Akatsuki had started to act up again. Amaya shields her eyes from the sun with her hand and sees in the distance a large rock formation silhouetted against the sun. "Um, sister, I don't remember coming through there."
Aika chuckled. "You were also so happy to see Gaara-kun."
The twins walked on in silence until they reach the shade the rocks offer. The wind finally eases up, blocked by the boulders surrounding them. But instead of resting, they hurry through. Neither wanted to be here at sunset.
Suddenly, Amaya is laying on the ground. She leans up and once again is spitting sand, glaring behind her at the rock that had caused her to trip. Her sister is giggling over to the side. "There was a rock there, ya know." Aika says as she wipes the sweat away from her brow.
Amaya pushes herself up on her hands and knees, her blue-green eyes glaring down at her crimson pigtails. "No there fucking wasn't! It just jumped out in front of me!"
As she finally gets to her feet, a chuckle echoes around them. "So clumsy, un."
Both girls turn toward the sound to see a blonde man standing on one of the smaller rocks, his cloak whipping around him in the wind. They new that pattern. . .it had been drilled in their minds for the past 3 or 4 years.
Aika's eyes narrow as Amaya shifts into a defensive stance, her hand hesitating over her weapons pouch. "What do you want?"
Crunching noises echo around them, and the elder twin turns slightly to observe the newcomer. Always in pairs. . .that's was how the Akatsuki worked. A large, hump-backed figure blocks the path from the opposite direction, so they had no way to escape. Unless they wanted to engage in combat. "Don't worry, little ones. We have no business with you."
With a shared skeptical look, the girls slide back to back, Aika facing the larger assailant, whom she knew as Akasuna no Sasori from the bingo book. Her sister is now facing Deidara. "We don't believe you." They both say together, almost mirror images of each other.
It was obvious that the girls were twins to anyone who looked at them. They both had the same facial structure and body type, their were just a few small differences that would help anyone tell them apart. The girl facing off with Sasori had waist length auburn hair, half of it up and secured by some thing that probably doubled as a kunai to keep it from flying in her face during battle. The younger twin's hair was blood red, also falling to her waist in twin braids.
The wind picks up around them, blowing around loose clothes and strands of hair, but no one makes a move, the girls refusing to take their eyes from their opponents. Surprisingly, that was another difference, although that was minor. Amaya's eyes were a mix of blue and green, with a bit more blue to it, while Aika's had the opposite effect.
Deidara takes a step closer, causing the redhead to crouch down into a fighting position, her hand now touching her weapons pouch, waiting for the right moment to strike. But this movement causes her tight purple tank top to roll up a bit and expose some more of her well-toned stomach. Dark blue ninja pants cling low on her hips, with the holster strapped to her left thigh, and her hitai-ate on her right. Fishnet covered her forearms, hooked to rings on her middle fingers.
Her sister can sense the change in her twin and quickly slips her hand into the weapon holster on her right thigh, the split in her black kimono giving her easy access. Forest green lined the edges of the material, to match the sash around her waist that held the dress closed. Flowing black material, also lined with green, clung to her bicep, and flowed down to her fingertips, belling out toward the bottom, and hiding any number of weapons you could think of. The cut of the kimono left her with a hint of cleavage, that she covered with fishnet, and would have shown a lot more than leg if it weren't for the green shorts she wore underneath. Her hitai-ate was tied around her left thigh, proudly declaring both of them kunoichi from Konohagakure.
Both girls pull out a kunai each and straighten up, their backs pressed together, waiting for the Akatsuki's next move. The blonde stares hard at them, as something in the back of his mind begins to nag at him. They seemed kind of familiar. Movement catches his eye, and he watches as the auburn haired girl reaches over with her free hand and grab her sisters. As the hands start forming signs together, everything clicks into place.
"Sasori no danna!" He yells out, frantically, while reaching for a kunai. "I recognize these two from the bingo book! They're the –"
His words are cut off as both girls finish the last hand sign and scream out, "Shinwatekina Gensou!" (1). Suddenly, leaves flutter from everywhere and swirl around the two missing ninja. They try to focus on their opponents, but the girls seem to be melting into nothingness.
"Genjutsu." Both shinobi whisper, but identifying the style didn't help them escape it.
Brown eyes scan the area, waiting for a sign of either of the kunoichi who would dare to trap him in a measly illusion, but he is stopped, when someone grabs his puppet's hair and jerks the head back, to place a kunai at the throat. Now that they think they have him, the other twin comes running toward him, but she is surrounded by clones of both her and her sister, as well as typical desert animals, like scorpions and snakes. . .that are much too large to be real.
Across the way, Deidara is going through the same things. A growl catches in his throat as he goes to reach for his clay, only to find that he can't move. "Shit, un."
The auburn haired girl standing in front of both of them smiles, her hair now all the way down, a kunai in each hand. She charges at them, ready to slash them in the throat. Knowing it's an illusion, both shinobi start to shut down their chakra. But as the metal begins to slice into flesh/wood, the girls and all the creatures shimmer away, leaving the two men staring at one another.
"They're good, un." Deidara whispers to his partner, in awe of the fierce kunoichi.
The puppet master isn't too thrilled. "I can see that. Who are they?"
He groans, rubbing his throat. "The Takeda twins. Actually, the only reason I remember is that they were just recently added to the bingo book that we stole from that dead Cloud ninja a few weeks back." He sighs, trying to recall everything. "They are also known as Yuuwaku Futago. . .the Temptation Twins. Skilled mostly at genjutsu, taijutsu, and weapons. 16 years old, from the Leaf Village, un."
(A/N: I just love how my co-writer captured the essence of Deidara in that last sentence, un.)
"So, they think this is just a game." Sasori mumbles, already sensing their retreating chakra. "They think we can't catch them?"
"Un."
A smile forms on his face, hidden by the puppet. "Then I guess we should go show them what we're made of. I hate making people wait."
Little Miss Morphine: We apologize for the short first chapter, but I promise that the rest of them will be longer. Please go read my fanfiction under my name, Little Miss Morphine. (look in the profile)
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Until next time, and remember, you can resist everything. . .but Temptation.