Important Notice: The Akatsuki belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. Anything mentioned in this story such as books, movies, games, music, food, drinks, etc. do not belong to me but their rightful owners. The only things I own are my OCs and the plot. Thank you and enjoy reading.
Chapter 1
"Bambi," Mead moans my name. "I'm bored."
"Same here," Ashlynn whines.
"How about we listen to music," I suggest.
"Yes," Ashlynn shouts sitting up off the floor.
Sitting up on the couch, I move my caramel hair out of my brown eyes. Mead just continues doing her handstand and Ashlynn sits on the floor happily grinning. Getting off the couch, I walk over to the stereo under the plasma TV. Pulling my iPod out of my pocket, I hook it up to the stereo and turn it on. Within seconds music fills the room.
"Hell yeah," Ashlynn shouts jumping up in the air.
I laugh and Mead lets herself fall backwards. Ashlynn pushes me away from the stereo and turns the volume up. She then starts dancing like crazy.
"This is how it should be," she shouts.
"I'll go get the chips," I shout then make my way into the kitchen.
Thankfully we're finished with school. Yesterday was our graduation and Mead's birthday. She said graduating was the best gift ever and even thanked our principle.
I walk into the large sparkling white kitchen. Okay, it isn't really sparkling, but it might as well be with its squeaky cleanness thanks to my mother who has to make sure everything is properly clean and in order. The island has a built in stove and sink. A few feet away from it is the large dining table. Sometimes we have a lot of guest. The fridge is behind the island and next to the fridge are all the wooden cabinets. Oh, and the lights hand off the ceiling above the island and table.
With a grin, I slide across the tile floor in my blue socks over to the fridge. My head nods along with the music as I swing open the double door stainless steel fridge. Hello junk food and drink. Giggling, I pull out Coke, Pepsi and Mountain Dew along with cookies and some cupcakes.
I sit them down on the counter then open the cabinets for the Doritos. Pulling out the nacho cheese and cool ranch, I gather the rest of the stuff on the counter and slide my way back to the living room.
In the living room, I find Ashlynn dancing like crazy near the glass coffee table in front of the leather loveseat where Mead is jumping up and down. I walk across the fuzzy dark red carpet of the living room to my friends and place all of the food and drinks on the table.
"I brought the junk food," I shout.
"Yay," both Mead and Ashlynn shout diving for the stuff I just set down.
An hour later, all on a crazy sugar high, the three of us are running around the living room shouting lyrics along with the music and sometimes we'll start dancing. The song ends and the new song that starts playing is 'Just Can't Get Enough,' by The Black Eyed Peas.
"This is my song," Ashlynn screams.
"Our song," Mead shouts back.
Laughing all three of us start singing along with the song; well more like shout the song at the top of our lungs. "Boy I think about it every night and day, I'm addicted, want to jump inside your love!"
We throw our hands in the air and starts dancing letting our limps fail around. On the outside we probably look like we've gone crazy. Psh, of course we have, we've always been crazy. Mead rushes over to the stereo and turns the volume even louder.
We hop over to one another and shout the lyrics into each other's face. "Honey got her sexy on steamin! She give the hotness a new meanin! Perfection, mami you gleamin! Inception, you got a brother dreamin, dreamin! Damn baby I'm fiendin! I'm trying to holla at you I'm screamin!"
At that part we get away from each other laughing. We just continue on laughing as we dancing and try to shout/sing along with the song. I trip and land on the floor laughing so hard. When the song reaches the last minute of the song Ashlynn throws her hands up in the air.
"This is mega switch up," Mead shouts in her best deep voice.
"Magical chairs time," Ashlynn shouts grinning. She then pretends to sit down in a chair.
"Switch up," I shout.
"Moron," Mead shouts with a grin as she kicks Ashlynn down.
Ashlynn pouts then shouts along with the song, "Switch up!"
Mead screams and pretends to fall to the ground having a heart attack. Laughing, I clutch my sides as they start to hurt. Ashlynn runs around screaming pretending to act like a Native American.
"Hunt me down a deer," she shouts.
"That's not part of the song," Mead shouts back.
"Shut up oh dead one," Ashlynn shouts in reply.
"Switch up," I shout through my laughing fit.
"I got you now," Mead yells and lunges for Ashlynn.
"Don't eat me," Ashlynn squeals. "Help zombie attack!"
"Nom nom nom," Mead yells. "You tasty!"
"No," Ashlynn cries. "I don't want to become zombie!"
"Switch up," I shout again.
"Attack the intruder," Mead shouts pointing at me.
"No I'm innocent," I yell back throwing my hands in the air.
"We don't accept liars into the lair," Ashlynn says trying to look serious, but her lips keep twitching into a smile.
"Switch up," Mead shouts.
"Group hug," I yell running towards my two friends.
"Yay," Ashlynn squeals.
"Boo," Mead says as Ashlynn and I pull her into the group hug.
Grinning the three of us sing the last line of the song. "I just can't, switch up!"
We pull away from each other laughing. I walk over to the stereo and turn the music down. Slowly, I turn around to look at my friends grinning. Then suddenly I hear a man's voice. Quickly, I turn the radio off.
"What the fuck was that shit!"
"Rapist murderer," Ashlynn screams and tries to dive under the couch.
Realizing she can't hide under the couch, she tries to hide under the glass coffee table. Mead screams and actually runs towards the window and jumps out shattering the glass. As for me, I just stand perfectly still. Maybe if I don't move, stay quiet and pretend the person isn't here, they won't see me like T-Rex from the movie Jurassic Park. At least I know I'm not the only one who heard the man.
/Mead's POV/
"What the fuck was that shit," I hear a man yell.
"Rapist murderer," Ashlynn screams.
I don't bother to pay attention after that. I can't help but scream as well. Do I stay behind to make sure my friends are okay? No, I run towards the window and jump out causing it to break. At least it's better than staying inside and possibly be murdered or raped maybe even both.
Yeah, that just goes to show how great of a friend I am. Leave my friends behind to save my own skin. Oh well, I'm not going back inside. I'll just run as far away as possible to the closest neighbor, who are about a mile away, and call the cops. That's the least I can do for my friends.
Standing up, I hiss and fall back in the rose bushes. Gosh, I got some glass in my leg and arm and these darn bushes aren't helping either. My lovely dirty blonde hair is stuck in some of the thorns. There's no way I'm going to rip some of my hair out. It has taken me a long time to get it the length it is. Not that anybody knows the real length since it's always in a ponytail.
So, my best plan of action to escape whoever broke into the house wasn't the best plan at all. Hopefully, if they come outside to try and chase me, they think I ran instead of staying in the bushes. I just got to make sure I don't make any sound.
Ashlynn screams again. I'm tempted to look inside to see what's happening, but I dare not move. I'm not surprised I don't hear anything from Bambi. She usually just freezes and refuses to make a sound when scary stuff like this happens. I think it's a defense mechanism or something that makes her think if she's actually like that she's invisible.
"Tie them up," I hear another man say.
"No," Ashlynn screams; no doubt crying.
Oh gosh, there's another person that broke in. How and when did they break in? Think carefully…it was probably when we were so caught up playing around with the music up high. Yeah, that's probably when, but how did they get in?
"Yes Leader," another man says.
Holy cows, how many people broke in? Crap, I can't believe I just left my friends to the fate that they're going to suffer inside. I really need to make a run for it, but I don't want to ruin my hair. Plus, this stupid glass is going to be painful if I don't hurry up and pull it out. First, let me worry about the glass.
Taking a deep breath, I pull out the pieces of glass in my left leg first. My blue eyes start watering up immediately from the pain and I bite down on my lower lip to hold back any cries. How in the world does Bambi have a high tolerance for pain?
I drop the pieces of glass onto the dirt. Counting to ten in my head, I start pulling the glass out of my right arm. Thank god I'm a lefty and not a righty. Then yet again that means my other two friends will outlive me. Well according to statistics.
Tears streams down my face from the pain, but I just bite down on my lower lip harder drawing blood. It's a lot better than crying out loud and alerting the enemies that I'm still here. In a few minutes I won't be though, because I'm going to be high tailing it. Maybe push my car away from the house a safe distance away then start it up and drive away; far, far, far away.
"I smell blood," another man says. Holy cows that makes four men so far, well isn't that just dandy.
"Go outside and capture the other one, bring her in here and tie her up as well," says the guy who I assume is the leader because he did give the order before to tie my other two friends up.
Well, it looks like I better be careful with my escape. My poor beautiful hair, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to lose a few strands. I will remember to hold a funeral for you.
Taking another deep breath, I tug my hair until it becomes free from the thorns. Seriously, who puts roses under a freaking window? Never mind that would be Bambi's mother Mrs. Akimura.
I hear the front door open. Sinking lower, I look over to see a person wearing a black cloak with red clouds. Wait a minute, I know that cloak. What the hell is going on here?
My eyes move upwards to look at the person. The person I see standing there in no other than Kakuzu; at least, someone who is cosplaying as Kakuzu because that can't really be Kakuzu. So, people dressed up as the Akatsuki decided to break into Bambi's house, well isn't that amazing.
I'm still going to get away though. No idea how I will explain this to the cops, but I will. Luckily, my friends won't make a fool of themselves since they have no clue who the Akatsuki is. They don't watch or read Naruto like I do. Ashlynn is more into Fruits Basket and Bambi is more into horror stuff, which is kind of weird because like I said she becomes frozen when stuff becomes scary.
Slowly, and as quietly as possible, I start army crawling away and out of the bushes. A smile is plastered on my face as I keep thinking about my escape and how close it is to being in my grasp. Then suddenly, I'm lifted off the ground hanging upside down. My eyes land on the Kakuzu cosplayer to see black tentacle threads connect and wrapped around my foot. Holy cows, I don't think it's possible for a cosplayer to do that.
"You're not going anywhere," says Kakuzu. The real Kakuzu because there is no way on this planet he can be a cosplayer.
I start screaming and thrashing around as he starts carrying back to the house. My head bangs against the doorway, probably from my thrashing, but I think he had a part in it to. So for a moment I become silent, stunned by the pain vibrating through my head. I'm thrown across the room. With a yelp of pain I quickly sit up and feel someone grab my hands.
"Let me go," I yell trying to pull away.
"Can't we just fucking kill them?" I stop struggling for a moment and look up to see Hidan smirking holding his famous weapon. Holy cows we're going to die.
"No stop," I yell coming back to my senses when I feel rope being tied tightly to my wrist.
"Silent," says their leader Pein.
I make a face as rope is shoved into my mouth and tied behind my head. Looking up I see that it's Itachi tying me up. Oh, well there's no point in trying to struggle out of the ropes, then yet again they're ninjas.
Looking away, I look around the rest of the room and see the other Akatsuki members. I highly doubt they're cosplayers either after what Kakuzu did. Looking away from them I notice that I'm tied up to my friends and they are gaged just like me. Well that's a relief; not.
/Ashlynn's POV/
"What the fuck was that shit," yells a man with slicked back silver hair and magenta eyes. He isn't wearing a shirt, just pants with a black cloak that's open and has clouds on it and some shoes.
"Rapist murderer," I scream noticing the weapon on his back and go to dive under the couch to hide.
I realize I can't squeeze my body through half an inch of space to hide so I try to hide under the coffee table. The sound of the window shattering echoes in the room. Curling up into a ball, I watch as the guy with the scary three-bladed scythe weapon walks closer.
Bambi keeps standing in her spot not moving. She isn't blinking and I can't tell if she's breathing. The guy starts smirking and moves even closer pulling the weapon off his back. My hands immediately cover my mouth to hold back my whimpers of fear. Tears gather in my green eyes but I try my best to blink them away.
Looking around the best I can, I see more people wearing the same cloak. Though none of them have theirs open like the guy with the scythe. My eyes land back on said guy and see him closer than ever and looking at Bambi I can tell she still hasn't move. Taking a deep breath I scream to get the man's attention away from her.
The guy's attention is immediately drawn to me. He walks over and pulls me out from under the table by my ginger hair. I whimper as he starts shaking me around and he starts laughing, probably enjoying terrorizing me.
"Tie them up," says a man as he walks out from nowhere. He has short spikey orange hair, weird looking eyes and piercings on his nose, lips and ears. Yikes, those piercings had to hurt, but they look cool too.
"Yes Leader," says another man coming out of nowhere.
He has black hair tied in a ponytail, with red eyes that have theses weird marks and two lines running down his face. I think these people like wearing eye contacts. I wonder where they get their contacts from I want them to, they look so cool.
"No," I shout, when I see the man walk over pulling rope out of thin air.
Tears stream down my face, as the guy who pulled me out from under the table throws me at the feet at the guy with the rope in his hands. I try to get away, but the guy quickly grabs my hands in an iron like grip. He quickly starts tying the rope around my hands and then uses some to gag me with.
Finished, he drags me over to Bambi. She still hasn't move but when I look up at her through my teary eyes, I can tell she's still breathing. The guy has no problem tying Bambi up seeing as she doesn't try to struggle one bit. When he finishes he then ties the two of us together. At least that brings me some comfort.
The guy walks back over to his leader and goes to stand next to a tall guy. Not just any tall guy, but a tall blue guy with blue hair. The tall blue guy has gills and reminds me of a fish. No, scarier than a fish, a shark. Wonder how he is able to breathe on land if he has gills. Shouldn't he be living in the ocean or something? Maybe he escaped from a secret government aquarium place. I wonder if he's like a merman but without the tail thing because it looks like he's got feet.
"I smell blood," the tall blue man says. He must be a merman shark. It still doesn't explain how he breaths on land. What if there are more of his kind and they come to eat us?
"Go outside and capture the other one, bring her in here and tie her up as well," says the weird but cool looking leader to the scary looking guy with green eyes.
His green eyes are a lot scarier than mine because he doesn't seem to have pupils. Those eyes have to belong to color contacts. I didn't even know they made those kinds of contacts. Where do these people buy such things? I must find out if I live through this.
The guy with the scary looking eyes walks out the door. I pray to god that Ashlynn is okay. My eyes scan over the other people now that I can see them. There is a dude who looks like he is in a Venus flytrap. Is that a fake or is that real and how can these people just let him get eaten by the flytrap? Unless they want him to die too, because he has green hair, half of him is black while the other half of him is white. Oh my goodness that guy is actually Siamese twins.
They want to kill the twins. Oh those poor twins. Then why are they wearing the same cloak? Unless, they force you to wear the cloak, then kill you. So, when the cops find you they find you in the cloak. Maybe that's like their signature or something. How come I never heard about them on the news before?
Another person is a woman. Maybe they keep her around and force her to do things. She has blue hair with a rose in it and amber colored eyes with a smokey eye shadow and lip piercing, meaning she's very pretty. Maybe she's property of the leader and is his personal sex slave. That poor woman, I don't want to be like her.
The other woman in the group is a blonde. She has a fringe covering her left side of her face and some of her hair in a ponytail. She has a blue eye, because I can't tell if her other eye is blue or not. The woman is standing to a guy with red hair. That woman is probably the redhead's sex slave as well. What if they don't murder us at all, but just makes us their sex slaves.
I don't get a chance to look at the other people because I hear screaming. Looking towards the door, I see the scary green eyed man walking back into the house with Ashlynn handing upside down. The really scary part is the black looking tentacles coming from his arms. My eyes widen and I'm really hoping and wishing neither one of us becomes his sex slave.
The guy throws Ashlynn towards us. The tentacles go back in his arms looking like stitches now and walk over towards the dude with the scythe. Ashlynn starts sitting up as the guy with the weird red eyes walk back over with more rope. He grabs her hands and I notice the blood on her arm and leg.
"Let me go," she yells trying to pull away. I would tell her it futile, but I'm too scared to speak.
"Can't we just fucking kill them," asks the man with the scythe. My eyes widen and I shake my head not wanting to die. I rather be a sex slave then die.
"No," Ashlynn shouts.
"Silent," says the leader.
Nobody says a word and the scythe man glares at his leader. The rope tying guy finishes with Ashlynn and walks back over to the merman shark guy. Ashlynn glares, but I can see the fear on her face. I look at Bambi and she's just staring at the leader. Come on Bambi have some sort of reaction.
Author's Note: The end of the first chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. Like I said before starting the story the only things I own are the OCs and the plot. Everything else belongs to their rightful owners.
The OC's profiles will be on my profile. I don't have much to say, but thank you for checking this story out and reading it. I hope you people will stay and continue reading future chapters. Please review and stay tuned for future chapters. Once again thank you and have a nice day. ^.^