Disclaimer: I don't own 'Naruto' or the characters, places, techniques assoicated with it, theey belong to Masashi Kishimoto. But I own Zimoku, She's MINE! I also own the idea for the story...my hands are still blistered and in pain.

Chapter One

Itachi and Kisame were rewarding themselves for their recent job well done, after the assassination of a prominent peaceleader. Kisame, in particular was now looking for a good time, Itachi followed, uninterested. The streets of Taozu Town were quiet in the dark, the only signs of life were those of people sneaking around, not wanting the public knowing what they were doing. The pair crossed a brothel, Kisame begged Itachi to let him check it out.

'Please,' he pleaded. ' I bet it will be fun, even you light find someone to your liking.'

Itachi let out a cold laugh. 'Fine, we'll go. But be quick about it will you.'

Kisame smirked back and pushed the door to the brothel open. Outside the building looked slightly run down, inside was an improvement. It was clean, and dimly lit, at the counter sat a sleazy looking man. The sleazy looking man peered up at them, looking somewhat smug. He knew what they were hear for. He addressed Kisame.

'Have you any preferences?' the sleazy looking man asked dully.

'Not really.' Came Kisame's reply.

The sleazy looking man smirked. 'Not fussy 'aye? Well just walk through that door to your left there.' He pointed to a black door. Kisame nodded, then followed the man's direction. Then the man turned his attention to Itachi. 'And you?'

Itachi glared at the man for a moment and coldly replied. 'I'm not interested.'

The sleazy man raised an eyebrow, noticed the ominous glare in those blood red eyes. With that he let the thoughts in his head stay where they were.

After Itachi had been waiting a few minutes one of the doors burst open. A furious looking man yelling abuse at someone inside the room he had just exited. The furious man turned his attention to the sleazy looking one. Yelling more abuse.

'I want my money back! That woman is a psychopath. I can't even subdue her!' the man slammed his hands down onto the counter, making a loud bang.

'Which woman is it?' The sleazy man interrogated.

The furious man stormed back to the room. Sounds of a struggle reached Itachi's ears. When the struggling seemed to have stopped, the man reappeared with a young woman. She had bright, blue eyes, wild, shoulder length, brown hair, her skin was pale, like porcelain. What little clothes she donned were heavily torn.

'Oh.' Was all the sleazy looking man had to say. 'Well I told you, she's a difficult one. No ones ever gotten anything out of her yet. I guess I should have her taken care of. Of course, we'll give you your money back. Or, you may chose another woman.' The sleazy looking man continued.

The furious man still gripped her tightly around the wrist, but he looked pleased with what the sleazy man had offered.

'Fine.' He said, throwing the woman harshly to the ground.

Itachi looked at the woman, there was something about her eyes he liked. Blue hate filled crystals, savage, yet beautiful. Thinking of having such a beautiful thing destroyed, somewhat disturbed him.

'Rather than have her killed, why don't I buy her from you?'

Both the furious man and the sleazy looking one turned their eyes toward Itachi. Looking shocked. Hair wildly hanging over the face, the young woman stared at him. No shock was in her eyes, the look in her eyes was raw disgust and hatred.

'Well, how much do you want for her?' Itachi's voice was monotone.

Still shocked, the sleazy looking man replied. 'One hundred and fifty dollars…What we paid for her…she isn't worth anything, anyway.'

'Hn.' From underneath his cloak he pulled out the desired amount of currency. Handing it over to the sleazy looking man, he looked at the young woman. Her eyes still radiated hatred toward him. 'Wait here one moment.' Itachi instructed her as he moved toward the door Kisame had disappeared through. Itachi knocked on the door.

'What?' Kisame's slightly disgruntled voice called from inside the room. 'This better be good!'

'We're leaving.'

'Just a little longer?' pleaded Kisame.

'Now.'

Turning his back on the door, Itachi walked over to the young woman, who still lay on the ground. Stretching his hand out to her, offering her assistance in standing up. At his offer she turned her head away, standing up of her own accord. A door opened, Kisame stepping out of it. By this time the furious man had entered another room, and the sleazy looking one was moving behind the counter, apparently pleased. Kisame looked at the young woman curiously.

'She's coming with us.' Itachi stated. 'I want you to carry her back with us.' He finished, opening the front entrance stepping onto the dark street. Kisame, again looked curiously at her before doing as instructed. Leaving without paying for the service, though the sleazy looking man seemed not to care. The young woman struggled aggressively against Kisame as he heaved her over his shoulder. He was kicked in the chest and beaten in the back as she thrashed around, trying to break his grip and escape. Her attempts were futile, Kisame laughed as she continued to try.

'Tell me Itachi, what have you got planned for her?'

'Nothing as of yet, we shall see.'

Kisame stopped dead for a few seconds and wondered. What has possessed him to take her with us then? When he stopped, the young woman saw this as an opportunity to try and break free once more.

'As for you.' Itachi was addressing the young woman. She stopped thrashing around to listen to him in quiet hatred. 'I suggest that you come along quietly, otherwise, we can just as easily kill you as the men at the brothel. Do you understand me?' He turned to face her. Blood red eyes burning in the dark night. Much too frightened and angry to word a reply, she simply nodded her head.

They traveled through the night in silence, leaving Taozu Town, entering a forest. Trees in this forest had thick trunks and heavy foliage. The young woman half opened her eyes, wanting to check to see if the two men were sleeping yet. Kisame, was that what he was called? Was snoring slightly, definitely asleep. I think that one was called Itachi, wasn't he? Was sitting upright with his back resting against a tree. His eyes were closed, he too appeared to be sleeping. Just to be sure, she made a move, like to get up. Neither man flinched, so the young woman got up and as quietly as possible, running back toward Taozu Town. She could no longer see Itachi and Kisame, so now she ran as fast as she was capable of. A familiar cold voice stopped her in her tracks.

'Where do you think you're going?' Without warning, Itachi appeared before her.

She made no attempt to reply, just staring at him, deep hatred appearing in her blue eyes.

'I thought you said you understood.' He said more to himself than to her. 'If your not going to behave, you know I'll have to kill you.'

She made no move and continued to glared at him with hatred filled eyes.

Itachi smirked. 'At least do me the courtesy of telling me your name.'

A look of surprised crossed her eyes for just a moment, before they returned to their normal expression. 'Zimoku.' She replied resentfully.


Yay! I finally got around to writting this down...it's been in my head for a while, so I hope you like it. I will eventually add more. Don't know how long it will be, I'm hoping for a fairly long, but not too long story. Review if you wish. (MY BLISTERS HURT!!!)