Help Me Fly Tonight

Author: Female Itachi
Warnings: Abuse, OOC, OC's
Note: This will be one of the only stories I write that have OC's
Disclaimer: I don't own jack shit in this story, except the OC's & plot

Enjoy!

Chapter One

'Darkness... why is it that you are my only friend?'

Screeching of wood against stone was suddenly made audible to my ears. I could tell that the door to my cell was getting unlocked.

I could barely see though my eyes, I just could barely make out the light shining in to my cell. I tried to move away from it, but I could not. My wrists were bound together tightly and attached to a chain connected to the ceiling. And my feet we spread apart and were tightly shackled to the stone cold floor. And barely having any clothing on didn't help my situation much. All in all, I was stuck where I was.

A silhouette started to become visible, and I froze.

Squeezing my eyes closed I prayed, 'Please, Kami, let it be anyone, but Master. Please, I am begging you!'

My prayers had not gone unanswered. What I had expected Master, was not. Instead, it was two men, one standing behind the other, dressed in black cloaks with some type of design on them. To me they were not as frightening as Master, but they held this aura that I could not help but be afraid. They had weapons with blood on them.

I would have run and hid from them, but I could not. They were surely here to kill me, but honestly I did not want to die yet. My lower lip trembled, and I let out a whimper. The cloaked figures were coming towards me. I was scared, I know that. I close my eyes tightly, and I hoped for this all to just be a dream.

"Who are you, child?" asked a rough voice.
Wincing, I tried to speak, but nothing came out.

There was a silent pause for a moment. I could feel my lungs tightening in fear of being harmed for not answering.

"Why are you here?"
"M-My parents sold me as a s-slave. . . or at least that w-was what I was t-told," my voice finally worked.
"Hn." said - more like sounded - a new person.

"Why don't you open your eyes, Child?"
"Because I. . . I am afraid that if I open them, y-you will harm me like M-Master does."
"Kid, we're nothing like this Master you're talking about."
"I-I do not believe y-you."
"And you don't have to, but I'm telling you the truth."

Biting my lip I opened my eyes and looked up in fear. What I saw was nothing of what I had assumed to see. I thought I would see two fat rich men who had come here to make me feel pain, like all Master's associates did. However, that was not the case. I had seen two men in black high-collared cloaks with red clouds on them for the design. Then it kind of hit me, but not in the way Master hits me. They were members of the Akatsuki.

Neither of them was fat, but one was shorter than the other. They both had headbands with a slash going through some symbol on them, but the shorter one had the symbol of Konohagakure, and the other with the symbol of Kirigakure.

Konohagakure and Kirigakure are two of the five villages in the world. The other three were Iwagakure, Kirigakure, and Kumogakure. I think. . .

The smaller man had black hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his neck. He had one line on the both sides of his nose from his eyes about to his cheekbone, showing that he didn't sleep much. What caught my attention the most was his glowing red eyes. They were red with three black tomoes. I had heard of this type of eye before. It was the Sharingan. I knew what it did, but I still looked dead into his eyes with sagging eyes of my own. The man had long, black hair that was secured on the back of his neck in a single pony-tail. His face was expressionless and emotionless. He looked somewhat scary, but I do not know him. So I shouldn't judge by appearances. His face seemed emotionless, but his eyes betrayed him. I could see emotions such as agony, sorrow, concern, and something else that I could not place.

My eyes slowly drifted to the right to see the taller one of the two, who was slightly more intimidating. He looked like he would eat me at any moment, and he looked like a shark. He had dark blue hair, with mark on his face that looked like gills. That's not what freaked me out though, nor was it that his skin was a pale blue. It was that his teeth were sharp-looking and his eyes that were beady black. On his back he had something long and wrapped in bandages the had a handle of sorts. It scared me because of the little white skull at the end of the handle of his weapon.

After taking in their appearances, I knew who these men were and murmuring quietly I said, "Itachi. . . Uchiha. . . Kisame. . . Hoshigaki. . ."
"So you know our names, girl. That's good," murmured the ex-member of the Seven Swordsmen.
"Um. . . I-I am a boy."

Embarrassment washed onto Kisame's face. It was okay though. My hair has grown past my shoulder blades. Lightly saying 'sorry' he started to unshackled my ankles and hands. The moment my hands were released, I started to collapse forwards from not being strong enough to stand. Closing my eyes I waited for the contact of the solid stone floor to meet my being, but it never came. Instead I felt a warm object wrap their arms around me.

I opened my tired eyes to see who the person who caught me was. It was the Uchiha.

Closing my eyes again I said, "Thank you, Uchiha-sama."
"You are welcome. However, please call me Itachi."
"Yes, Itachi-sam-"
-san. Or just Itachi."
"Okay, Itachi-san."

My bones ached and my head was pounding. I felt as if I wouldn't be able to walk properly again. I tried to stand up on my own, but I automatically collapsed a second time, right into Itachi-san's arms, again. Looking down in fear, I bit my lip expecting to get beat. However, I was shocked when I felt a hand caressing my cheek.

"You don't have to be afraid. We won't hurt you. I promise," was whispered in my ear, followed by a comforting hug.

My head shot up in shock and my eyes widen in disbelief. Surely he did not mean that. Surely he did not think I would not be afraid. Surely he did not think that I would believe him. Surely he did not think I would comply, but. . . then again. . . neither did I.

Tears started to gather in my eyes, and I was having a tough time trying not to sniffle too much, just in case he changed his mind. I closed my eyes, and then slowly but surely, I nodded. Within a matter of seconds I was entering a place where I could escape reality now, and I really hope that his wasn't just a cruel dream.

"What's your name?" was asked before I passed out.
"Saiai. . . Saiai Tenshi," I whispered back.

And then I was out like a light.

To Be Continued

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