Binds Like a Blessing
Chapter 1: Team Ro
All rights go to Kishimoto, however Sora and Yukio are created characters by this author. Everything else, I do not claim. Also, read the author's note at the end. Thanks!
"Let's see your mask, Sora."
Readjusting the covers over her body, Sora reached for the porcelain mask on her nightstand. Brushing back her long strands of dark red hair, she donned her mask; a clean white piece with four, dark purple triangular streaks curling from her chin, forehead, and each cheek. In the middle, a golden beak gently jutted out.
Yukio leaned up on his elbow to study Sora's mask from above. He smirked a little, his eyes hungrily trailing from her mask down to her body under her white comforter. He reached out and traced the red tattoo on her upper left shoulder that was surrounded by the black patterns of a summoning jutsu mark. Yukio smirked as goosebumps rose on Sora's skin.
"Welcome to ANBU, Sora," said Yukio.
Sora smiled as she removed her mask, carefully putting it back on the nightstand. Turning on her side, she faced Yukio, placing a hand on his chest. "Lord Hokage assigned me to Team Ro, under Hatake Kakashi."
"Kakashi wishes you were under him," Yukio growled as moved over Sora's body.
Sora giggled as she wrapped her arms around Yukio, her amethyst eyes sparkling. "I don't know, Yukio. Kakashi is pretty easy on the eyes," Sora teased. "Remember, back when we were in the Academy, it was between you, him, and Sarutobi Asuma that all the girls loved."
Yukio smiled softly. His hand trailed up the Sora's bare side, over her shoulder, and rested on her neck, over the thin golden chain with a small golden swallow pendant that rested in the hollow of her neck. Without warning his hand clamped down on her windpipe.
"Y-Yukio," Sora gasped, clawing at his hand, but with no avail. She gasped for breath that wouldn't come.
"You whore," spat Yukio, all traces of humor lost in his brown eyes.
"Let-Let go," Sora gasped, managing to get his grip to loosen slightly before it tightened again.
"Remember, you belong to me, Sora. You always have. Whatever you've learned, however far you become as a shinobi. You belong to me."
Sora brought up a knee as hard as she could into Yukio's stomach. With a painful grunt, Yukio released Sora long enough for her to roll out from under him, and out of bed. Pulling on a robe, Sora's barely knotted it shut before she was slammed into a wall by Yukio.
They had been together for two years, and he often got like this, but never this bad. He had never been this violent. Sora didn't know what was more confusing, Yukio's mood swings or knowing she had been with him for so long.
"Get off me," said Sora, pushing at Yukio with all her strength. He jumped back, and Sora ran once more before he grabbed her again, this time twisting her arm behind her back so painfully, it brought tears to her eyes.
"You've changed, Sora," said Yukio, his eyes boring deeply into hers. "Ever since you started getting assigned to those missions, whore's missions."
"I told you, Yukio, I've never let anyone touch me. Why do you think I'm constantly assigned to those special missions?"
"That's not what I heard!" Yukio's hand connected to Sora's face, and she fell to the ground on impact.
"Just like your mother," Yukio spat.
Tenderly touching her lip, Sora pulled her hand away to see blood. "Get out," Sora murmured.
"What was that?"
"I said," repeated Sora, rising to her feet. "Get OUT." Drawing a kunai from her sleeve, Sora launched it into Yukio's right shoulder.
Yukio swore and pulled the weapon from his shoulder and dropped it to the ground, his gaze venomous on Sora. Grabbing the rest of his clothing, Yukio stormed out. "You've made the wrong enemy, Sora. See you around."
Sora jumped as the door slammed after Yukio. Silence took over the apartment; nothing but the sound of the second hand on her wall clock could be heard. On shaky knees, Sora walked to the bathroom and stood in front of her bathroom mirror. Raising her chin, Sora inspected the damage. Her neck was still red, but she knew there would be finger marks there tomorrow. The chain to her necklace left a deep imprint around her throat. Her right cheek had already begun to bruise, the angry purple color stretched from her cheekbone to her lower jaw, spreading to her now fat lip. Looking into her eyes Sora frowned at her reflection, forcing back tears.
At 15 years old, she had seen a lot of terrible things since she had become a kunoichi. She had learned to harden her heart to many violent things, but Yukio's violence was something she could never get used to. At 15, she was the youngest kunoichi in her unit. Based on her skills at infiltration, poison making, and her natural abilities for Genjutsu and seal jutsus she had been among the few chosen kunoichi to learn the secret arts of seduction. Shortly after becoming a chuunin at 10 years of age, along with Yukio and their former teammate Kenji, she was asked to join an elite group of kunoichi who's purpose was to infiltrate the enemy by using seduction if all else failed.
Sora knew at a young age what that would mean for her body. She had seen her mother be part of the same group, eventually though, her mother lost herself in her role and left her family for an enemy.
Vowing to never be like her mother, Sora trained hard, and to this day, she is known as one of the only kunoichi to come back from a mission without letting her body be touched. Yukio who supported her at first-and gladly supported helping her "learn" new tricks in the bedroom-became more and more angry with her and became abusive. It was during this time he also joined ANBU.
Sora had no idea why she stayed with Yukio after he first hit her. Some days he would be so angry and violent. Other days, he was the same sweet and arrogant boy she met at the Academy, fell in love with, and was serendipitously placed on a genin team with. When Yukio heard she was asked to join ANBU he congratulated her and seemed genuinely pleased, but once again turned cold.
Then he found out she was on Hatake Kakashi's team. Sora could remember way back to their times in the Academy where Yukio was intensely jealous of Kakashi's natural ability. Kakashi, even then, always seemed so cool. Yukio wanted to be seen. Sora always thought she was enough for him. She always saw him and cheered him on, but apparently, that wasn't enough.
Sora looked into her reflection again, tenderly touching her nasty bruises. Tomorrow was her first day with Team Ro. Good thing she had a mask.
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"Nagata Sora?"
Kakashi was half an hour late. Sora had arrived a few minutes early, fully dressed in her ANBU gear, to meet her team. They told her to always be on time, but don't bother being early as Kakashi was always infamously late.
"Yes, Kakashi-taichou?"
Kakashi glanced at the new masked face on his team. Her voice was cool and even, her mask immaculate. Kakashi noted she was petite, but her curves couldn't be hidden in the skin-tight black pants underneath the grey vest. He noticed her dark red hair, the only parts visible were the top of her head and the strands that framed her face. The rest of her hair, he guessed, was pulled back into a bun covered in a gold cloth. Kakashi's eyes narrowed beneath his own mask as he wondered what her face looked like. the Third Hokage hadn't given him Sora's profile and statistic rankings yet.
"Welcome to Team Ro," said Kakashi, a smile in his voice. "Today, we will test your skill to see how well you fit in this team. Tomorrow, we will all go out on an assignment."
"Yes, Kakashi-taichou."
"Alright, let's begin." Kakashi looked to the rest of his team and nodded. Swiftly all the members of Team Ro fanned out, leaving Sora in the middle.
Shuriken and kunai began assailed from every direction. Using her short katana, Sora easily deflected all with ease before jumping into the trees. Touching her hand to the trunk, Sora left a trace of her chakra before moving away.
"Ready," Sora murmured to herself as she deflected the on-going attacks as she moved from place to place, leaving traces of her chakra around. Finally, Sora quickly did a string of hand seals. In her mind's eye she saw her chakra where she left it, creating an intricate web around her opponents, stopping them in their tracks.
From his hiding spot, Kakashi had a clear view of Sora concentrating in the trees. His Sharigan helped him see her technique. He was unsurprised when he heard the screams of his team as one by one they fell to the ground.
"Impressive," Kakashi thought, knowing one of Sora's premiere skills was her highly praised genjutsu technique. He watched as Sora leapt down from the trees and extracted a red marker from her pocket. She walked up to each member of her team and drew a red line on their neck.
"Impressive technique," Kakashi commented, startling Sora who nearly broke her hold.
"Thank you, taichou." She finished her job and recapped her pen. By now, she had put all of those trapped in her jutsu to sleep.
"You have a team of very strong-willed people," Sora commented evenly, placing a hand on her hip. "They took more chakra than I anticipated. Of course, you would know, as I expect you saw it all with your Sharingan."
"I did," Kakashi confirmed as he circled Sora. "How old are you?"
"15," answered Sora. "Same as you."
"What did you do before ANBU?"
"Exactly as they've reported to you, taichou," Sora responded. "I've assisted the Leaf however I can with whatever skills necessary. With the talk of war, I will do whatever it takes to protect Konoha."
Kakashi wanted to keep her talking. Something about her stirred a memory, but he couldn't quite place it. Shaking his head, he nodded toward his subordinates.
"You're skill is remarkable, and I'm glad to have you on the team."
"Thank you, Kakashi-taichou," Sora inclined her head in an informal bow as she released the jutsu. Slowly her comrades rose from their hold, but she still met Kakashi's gaze. "I won't let you down."
Author's Note: Welcome to a new story: KakashixOC. The story starts off OCxOC with suggestive themes. The story will continue to have suggestive themes. This is a story very faintly inspired by Light's song "Up We Go".
Overall, this story will take place throughout Kakashi's life. It starts off, as you can see, during his time with ANBU and will continue on. So if you are unfamiliar with the manga or up-to-date with the anime, this might not be the story for you. We'll learn more about Sora throughout the story, and we'll see more of Yukio.
But I am thankful for your support and reading this story! Please, leave comments! Let me know what you like and don't like!