KnightLelouch: Hello everyone this will be my first Naruto themed story and will centered around Kakuzu and Hidan are favorite zombie duo!

Wakana: She actually came up with this song listening to Super Bass by Nicki Manaj.

Ekira: Odd

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Naruto, sad. Except I do own Ekira and Wakana and other characters that will be mentioned later on!

Summary: Can something be forgiven if the incident is forgotten? Can there be love if it no longer exists in the mind? Can a mistake be atoned when the forgiver cannot remember?

Warning: This this story has Yaoi meaning boyxboy, blood and gore, swearing, and sexual themes.

Super Bass Chapter 1: Heartbeat Runnin' Away

This one is for the boys with the booming system
Top down, AC with the cooling system
When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up
Got stacks on deck like he savin' up

And he ill, he real, he might gotta deal
He pop bottles and he got the right kind of bill
He cold, he dope, he might sell coke
He always in the air, but he never fly coach

He a muthafuckin trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship
When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip
That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for
And yes you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe

I said, excuse me you're a hell of a guy
I mean my, my, my, my you're like pelican fly
I mean, you're so shy and I'm loving your tie
You're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh
Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the F I is
I am…

"WAKANA!", a voice called banging on the others hair, the girl hesitantly turned down her headphones which she knew she wasn't supposed to have and hid it under her bed. Straightening up her cloths, she made her way to the door sliding it open she met two upset, light green eyes staring at her. The owner of the stony eyes looked at the young girl hands folded across their chest, figure standing firm wearing a long yet loose dark green kimono, one foot tapping on the wooden floor.

"Hi mom", she said trying to sound innocent inching out of her room she stood in front of her mom starching the back of her head a goofy grin slayed across her face. "Wakana", she started taking a tired sigh, "What did I tell you to do today?", she asked looking emotionlessly at her daughter. Wakana stood there with I confused look swirling a strained of long purple hair around her finger.

"I asked you to go into the forest and pick some herbs I need", she said unfolding her hands and placing them lazily to her sides. "Uh…yeah! I was just getting ready to leave", she lied, "Really", her mom said suspiciously "Then you won't mind stopping by Ivernia's and delivering some supplies to her", she said watching her daughters reaction. Wakana turned pale at the mention of the other ladies name, "I-Ivernia! But…but" she statured , "But what", she looked at her an eyebrow raised, "But what about the stories about Ivernia?". " What stories?", she looked at her daughter as she took a deep breath.

"That Ivernia likes to do experiments on people and do weird things to their bodies", she said her body seeming to shiver. "Don't believe the dribble that spews from the mouths of those that don't the whole truth", she deadpanned, "Anyway go do what I said and hurry back we're having guests" she finished pointing for her to go do her chores.

Wakana walked out of the house greeted by some of the people who worked around the house/office. Her mother was a very skilled and well known medical doctor. She was stern and may appear cold at first glance, but she was caring.

As Wakana walked down the dirt road hands playfully behind her head as she whistled and hummed a tune that would sound strange and unknown to others, but it was a favorite song of hers. Wakana loved music, she loved sounds really. She loved listening to the sounds around her and even trying to match her voice to whatever she heard.

When she found the herbs her mother wanted she began picking them making sure they were fresh and healthy. As she filled up her small basket, her ears caught a disgruntled sound it made her stomach hurt and gave her an unwelcomed feeling. The sound filled her with a deep sadness, setting her basket down she made her way to the area where the sound seemed to resonate. As she entered a clearing she looked out into the open space. In the distance she saw something lying in the middle of the ground. Quickly and carefully she made her way towards the mystery object, as she got closer she started to notice dark spots staining the grass. Touching one of the area's she pulled her fingers close to her face and with a quick sniff she recognized the smell of blood.

Rushing over to the figure she quickly sat down next to the figure turning it over. Covering her mouth her eyes wide ,she looked what lay before her. It appeared to be a man for what she could make out. With her free hand she carefully ran a shaky hand through the man's black hair, it was tangled and stained with blood. Her hand carefully went over his face, his skin appeared to be tanned from what she could distinguish from the blood and dirt. Her hand stopped at the lower half of his face covered his dark cloak.

Nervously she removed the fabric slowly inching it off when the fabric was removed completely the scene in front of her literally made her want to through up. A wave of emotions entered her body she didn't know what to feel at the moment. The man…his face, someone had utterly mutilated each said of his face. Clutching the fabric she removed the rest of the cloak and stared sadly at the others form. Cuts, gashes, and other wounds covered his body, some appeared to becoming infected. She quickly put her head down on the others chest listening for any signs of life, she began to give up sensing so sign of a pulse. Listening closely if by a miracle she heard a thump it was faint but it was a heartbeat none the less.

She began calling for help she yelled and screamed for someone to come. As if on cue five figures jumped from the top of the trees out of the figure landing effortlessly in front of Wakana. "Lady Wakana, what happened are you all right?" the front figure asked worriedly. She looked at them and nodded, "I'm fine, but", she looked at the dying figure, "This man needs help, please take him back to the house and tell my mom to help him", she asked the figures. They looked at her, back to the man, and nodded, four the men helped the man up, careful not to harm the body further and quickly teleported back to the house. The last one stayed with Wakana and helped escort her back to the house. As they made their way to the house Wakana prayed that the man survived.

Back at the house Ekira was in her office doing her daily task of looking over the patient folders when suddenly she heard a frantic knock at her door, she motioned for the other to come in. "Lady Ekira, I apologize for disturbing you but there's someone who needs your assistance immediately" the man said frantically, "Who is it?".

As they made their way to the operating room the man filled her in on the incident with the daughter and the man. Ekira nodded at the story and made her way into the back room. Inside the man's body laid on the operating table various tubes and wires hooked to his body while nurses and other assistants of Ekira worked to keep him alive. Her eyes raked over the body noting the deep gashes, exposed tissue, infected wounds that have already began to turn black and eat away at the body. She put one her mask and preparing to operate, she and the others circled around the body, a nurse handed her a scalpel, she looked at the body, lowering the small blade pressing it the tan skin.

…to be continued…

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