Hello Everyone! Pink Ikawa in the house!

It's been so long since i last attempted a chapter story, but now im gonna give it another try. Neji, i hope you'll be my muse on this one. This is all i have written so far, so i guess it will serve as a pilot to the chapter story. I just wanna see if it piques anyone's interest before i devote to it. I'm normally not good at chapter stories, which is why I've written so few. So I'll stop rambling and let you continue to this story. I hope you enjoy it, and will comment and give me you opinion on whether or not to continue it. I'm depending on you!

Disclaimer: I dont own Naruto or it's characters, I am just a humble fanfic writer.

Chapter 1: Kidnapped

A hand reached out and clamped tightly against Neji's mouth. Taken aback, he tried to gasp for breath. No air could reach him through the cloth, only a strange smell that had to be a chemical designed for this type of ambush. He fought, trying to wrench the putrid cloth away from his face. The arm that held it there didn't budge. The more he tried to pull it free, the weaker he became from lack of oxygen. He felt himself begin to fade, like he was being swallowed up by the darkness that lined the edge of his vision. A voice whispered gently into his ear.

"Don't struggle, your only going to hurt yourself. Just relax, let the vapors do their work." He was startled, because the voice was surprisingly feminine. Despite what she advised, he struggled against her iron grip; still to no avail. How could this woman be so strong?

He could feel his body begin to give in to the effects. His legs gave out and he dropped to his knees, the grassy Forrest floor softening the impact. The arm with the cloth followed his descent, not once loosening its hold on him. Another intrusive arm wrapped around his chest as if to embrace him. It was slender and dark against his beige shirt; definitely the appendage of a female.

Neji felt his muscles going numb, and his arms dropped; he no longer had the strength to resist. He felt a hot breath on his neck, and the voice spoke to him again. "That's a good boy; just let it all go…"

Panicked, but unable to move, he lifted his head and saw the moon. It was full and bright, and its pale light wasn't powerful enough to fend off the darkness that threatened to rob him of his senses. If he could only plead to the moon, to witness what was happening to him and alert his team mates; but the notion was pointless. He felt so helpless, and it disgusted him, that he could let this person sneak up on him. The great Hyuuga Genius...Neji Hyuuga…had been captured… At last he closed his eyes and went limp; his last thoughts were lost to the emptiness of his mind.

The woman felt the boy's body become heavy in her arms. She smirked, finally pulling the cloth away from his mouth. Pocketing the tool, she shifted him so that she could get a better look at his face. He was young, she noted, couldn't be older than fifteen. She knew boys his age who did nothing all day but play with friends. This child was nothing like them; after observing him for days she could see he was unlike any boy she'd ever seen before. He seemed strong, clever too, and from the way he struggled against her, he was persistent. She brushed a brown hair out of his face, and stroked his cheek.

"Rest for now," she cooed gently "Because I will need your help in the near future, when we bring about the destruction of the Hidden Leaf Village…" She lifted the sleeping ninja onto her back, and within seconds had disappeared into the darkness of the night.

I know it's short, but like i said, it's just a pilot to see if anyone's intrested. Thank you for reading my story! I am truley honored by your attention, and i hope you will review and let me know what you think. But please no flames, i dont care for mindless insults, but i do appreciate constructive criticism and praise. And thank you again kind reader for every minute you spend on my story, it truley makes me happy!