A/N: Hey guys! So I just wanted to point out this is a sample chapter. I've wanted to write a Naruto fanfic but wasn't sure how it would turn out. I have written a couple chapters but I wanted to get your feedback and see if it was worth continuing. Note this is more of a smut fic (it's been too long since I have written one ^o^) but there is a little bit of a plot to it. Also takes place in an alternate universe and doesn't necessarily follow the Naruto verse timeline.

Okay enough talking! Enjoy the read and let me know what you think!

Red clouds.

To most people walking the streets that morning, it was nothing important to pay any attention to. But to Sayuri, it made her feel terribly uneasy. Three times throughout the day she had caught glimpses of them, each time making her a little more anxious. She was being followed.

With the last twang of the strings of her shamisen, Sayuri rested it in her lap. The small crowd that had gathered around her and her blonde friend Ume clapped excitedly before dispersing back to their daily lives. Ume bowed in gratitude as a few people came up and offered some coins for the performance, a bright smile lined her lips as she accepted the money.

"Let's find something eat," Sayuri suggested, adjusting her blue kimono that had slipped off her shoulders during the performance. The notion seemed to irk Ume; she snorted rudely and glared back at her in an annoyed manor. "No way," Ume pulled the coins close to her chest. She flipped her blonde locks in Sayuri's face and huffed. "You always want to spend the money we work so hard to earn."

"Oh come on. When was the last time we treated ourselves." Sayuri cooed sweetly, hoping to coax the irritated woman. When she noticed the blonde wasn't budging she tried a different approach. "We could get some dango,"

That seemed to get a reaction. She pressed further.

"Maybe a bottle of sake or two," she finished with a naughty giggle. Ume knocked the idea around, tilting her head side to side in deep thought.

"Well," she started and looked down at the coins in her hand. "I do like dango."

"You know what, me too," Sayuri pointed out excitedly. She turned away from so she could cover her instrument in its wrap.

"Mah mah thank you," Sayuri heard Ume fawn suddenly.

The dark haired woman glanced over her shoulder and her hazel eyes widened in shock. Not even a foot away from her was the familiar pattern of red clouds. Sayuri watched Ume take the coins from the stranger dressed in the black cloak, his onyx stare slide towards her and peered at her for a long time. Once he had placed the money into Ume's palm he was off, melting into the crowd and out of her sight.

Slowly she let out a heavy sigh of relief, unaware that she had even been holding her breath. Her stomach did a small flip as she rose to her feet. Ume followed in suit, placing her flute in her pack.

"I think I saw a shop back that way," Ume thought out loud, completely unaware of her friend's tense disposition. Silently, Sayuri followed, looking around cautiously for any signs of the man. Whoever ever was following them surely wouldn't attack in broad daylight.

When they reached the shop, they sat at one of the front tables. The waitress took their orders and returned shortly after with two plates of dango, a bottle of sake and two small clay cups. When they finished, both women had a light buzz and full stomachs. Night had swept the city quickly and it glowed with the lights from homes and businesses. Paying their bill, they left and looked for an inn they could actually afford for the night. Towards the edge of town there was one that had an available room and wouldn't drain them of the little money they had left.

"Oh wow I'm beat," Ume yawned and laid down on the only bed in the room. Sayuri frowned, about to chew out the blonde for trying to hog the whole bed, but stopped hearing a light tap. Looking out the window, she saw a lone raven sitting on the sill, staring at them. It tapped its beak once more on the glass before flapping its wings and taking off. Quickly, Sayuri walked over and opened the window, staring as the bird blackened into the shadow of the forest not too far from the inn. Against her better judgment, she made for the door.

"Where are you going," Ume inquired, rolling on her stomach to look at her.

"I will be back in a bit," Sayuri murmured softly. She flashed a hard look at Ume letting her know how serious she was. Ume swallowed and nodded her head stiffly, understanding that something was wrong. Returning the nod, Sayuri left the inn briskly, heading down a dirt path towards the giant forest. Shuffling slowly, she stared ahead and remained alert. Minutes passed before the man from earlier appeared in front of her path, his cloak flapping in the breeze he created. It was a bit of a shock to see how young he was. He looked to be around her age, maybe a year or two younger. His black hair was pulled back into a low ponytail giving her a good look of his face. Blushing, Sayuri mentally kicked herself. She couldn't be swooning over him just because he was handsome. She gazed up at him nervously, and waited for him to move. He in returned peered down at her being a few inches taller than her.

"You are Sayuri," it was more of a statement than question. She nodded slowly, preparing herself for a possible attack. She reached into the sleeves of her kimono for a kunai.

"I am," she spoke boldly, clenching the weapon tight. "Why are you following us? Who are you?"

"Where is Torobumi?"

His question caught her off guard. It had been nearly a year since she had last heard that name. Not many people knew of him and those who did were not particularly good people. She was curious as to why this stranger was looking for the underground drug lord.

"I am not sure, we lost touch," she answered truthfully but in the back of her mind she cautioned herself on what words she spoke. It was uncertain is this man was simply after Torobumi or anyone who was associated with him.

"You and your companion Ume Mitzuwa are the last people he was reported to be seen with," he informed her.

"Right," she urged on, ready to throw a kunai at him. "And that was nearly a year ago."

As if reading her thoughts the young man threw a shuriken at her, but she dodged it easily even in her tight kimono. Sayuri flipped high in the air before landing on a tree branch not far away. Not waiting for him to attack again, she took off, jumping from one branch to the next in hopes to create some distance between them. A black flash hurled towards her, barely giving her enough time to raise her hands to block an incoming kick. The force behind it sent her flying down to the ground. Landing quickly, she glared up at him. He stood on the branch, staring at her with a calm face; it was like he wasn't even trying.

Leaning up against the tree she took a deep breath to calm her nerves, keeping her eyes fixed on him. She had a feeling this man was in his own league and was merely toying with her.

"My, my, what have we here?" A dark baritone voice erupted behind her. Startled, Sayuri looked over her shoulder and froze. Another man stood behind her, a sharp grin plastered on his face. He was also dressed in a black cloak, the same red clouds patterning it. This man was much bigger than his partner however. Even though it was night his huge stature cast a shadow over her. His beady eyes glowed in the darkness and for a moment Sayuri thought she was a second away from death.

'Damn it, where did he come from?'

"Itachi," The large man sounded amused as he looked past her towards his partner. "Here I thought you were collecting Torobumi. But I find you with this sweet little thing. You should have told me so I could play too."

The onyx eyed boy, Itachi, she gathered his name was remained silent. Sayuri tried again to reason with him again.

"Look, I don't know where he is. We had a falling out and haven't spoken since. I don't even know if he is alive."

"Oh he is alive," Sayuri jumped hearing the other man standing terrible close to her, his warm breath tickling the back of her neck. Instinct kicked in and she tried to move away from him but ran her back into a tree instead. Being this close she got a good view of him. Like his partner, he was handsome but in his own way. His beady eyes, gilled face and sharp teeth made him look like a shark. His skin was even an alluring shade of blue also adding to his shark like features. The man reached forward, large fingers coming up to touch the fabric of her kimono.

"Unusual for a kunoichi to wear something so confining," he spoke before gripping the cloth covering her torso tightly. Before she could blink, he tore it down harshly, exposing her chest. He chuckled at her panic and attempt to cover herself up from him. His hands wrapped around her arms, holding them tightly at her sides so he could admire her supple breasts. A blushed heated her face as she looked up at him, but his eyes were preoccupied by her exposed flesh. She shivered when he licked his lips. Panic shot threw her body as he started to lean down, aiming his mouth for one of her hardening buds.

"W-wait!" She shot out just as his tongue touched the tip of her nipple.

"Kisame."

The giant stopped abruptly before glancing over at his fellow shinobi.

"Is there a problem?" He inquired rather annoyed.

"This is not the time nor the place. We have a mission to complete," Itachi scolded lightly, somehow managing to appear next to both them without their knowing. The bigger man grumbled, relaxing his hold on her. Sayuri took the chance to punch him in the chest but he was quick and caught her fist before it even connected. With ungodly strength he lifted her up by her wrist till she was dangling several inches off the ground.

"That's too bad," Kisame huffed. "I was getting excited about having her."

"I never said you couldn't have her," Itachi interjected. He stepped closer to examine her. "I merely said this wasn't the place for it."

"Oh goodie," Kisame grinned in a dark manner, eyeing her lewdly.

"We will collect the other one and head back. One of them will know Torobumi whereabouts…perhaps with the right persuasion."

Sayuri panicked, thinking of her friend back at the inn.

"Wait!"

Both men snapped their eyes at her. She swallowed hard, her throat becoming painfully dry. She continues]d in a hushed voice, "Ume doesn't know much about Torobumi. Your best bet to find him would be me,"

Kisame set her back on the ground but held onto her wrist like an iron shackle. "As I said I don't know where he is but I could help you find him."

"And in return?" Itachi didn't miss a beat.

"Leave Ume alone."

"How positively noble of you," the large brute teased, leaning down to brush his mouth against her exposed neck. His pearl eyes slide over to his partner as his grin widened. "What did I say Itachi? Such a sweet little thing she is."

He reached down and cupped a breast with his hand, gaining a moan from her. With a fast slap, she clamped her free hand over her mouth as soon as she realized her mistake. Dear god she just moaned like some whore.

"Oh? Does the little lady like that," Kisame taunted her and gripped her tighter, massaging in a slow circle.

"Kisame," Itachi ordered curtly. "Later."

Kisame growled in frustration but complied with his partner. He pulled Sayuri's hand and started to lead her deeper into the forest and too her horror, further away from the village.

"Wait," she panicked, trying to tug her hand out of his grip but he didn't stop his march. His strength was unsettling and his hold started to bruise her skin. "I need to go back and tell Ume I'm leaving. And I need to get my things."

"There is no need," Itachi breezed, coming up next to her.

Her pretty face contorted in frustration and she tried digging the heels of her shoes into the ground to slow Kisame down. When he felt her resisting him again, he wordlessly wrapped an arm around her waist and threw her over his shoulder. She gasped in surprise and slight discomfort due to her exposed breasts pressing hard against his broad shoulder.

"I can't just go about dressed like this," she whined. "I need new clothes."

"I say you don't," Kisame chuckled.

"We will get you some in the next village," Itachi informed her. Sayuri sighed in defeat and nodded her head slowly. She relaxed in the large man's hold and rested her head against his back. Kisame seemed pleased by this and gave her ass a light squeeze through the fabric of her kimono. Biting her lip she tried to contain her squeals as he molested her.

"This one is going to be fun," Kisame grinned, groping her again and earning another pleasant noise from her.

A/N: Yay there you go, first chapter! What do you think? Should I continue it?