Note: Hey if you're confused, this is at the time of the time-skip.

The Same Eyes

Chapter 1

We Only Specimens; Tools

Sound nins, wealthy lords, and scientist, gathered in the underground torture chamber of one of the many cold eerie prisons.

The usual monthly meeting. Foot steps echoed as all the few honored there tensed; a man fashioned with pale skin and eyes that were created just to pierce through skin. Along with him was a blank face with bottled-black hair; coal. The opening ceremonies and introductions were being made.

"Good evening all, we wish greetings and the long life of the white snake to you orochimaru-sama," those eyes layered with glass scanned the cage where experiments were not carried out yet; waiting for a discovery, "today we are to once again choose a worthy specimen of your liking, then to see it's survival and results from our experiments."

"Bring on the specimens." His gentle voice was unusual, the situation being the live specimens was more than exciting for him.

Six guards brought out the remaining 3 people. Lining them up from tallest to smallest, it was a from a large, bulky, man in his 40's to tiny framed girl. The audience and took their votes on who were going to be the main event of the evening. The chamber was built with a weird structure, it spiraled around for maximized observation results. The only sound heard were the deceitful whispers and the dripping of blood from above, there must have been another fight for power; putting the refugees against one another for entertainment...just like barbaric animals.

"This is unit C094, he is in his mid-forties and is stronger than he seems." He was a large buly man with muscles on each limb, excessively popping out too...Kabuto was starting the voting in a sincere tone, similar to the one of a child after opening its presents and saying thanks.

All enslaved men there were recognized with their number and rank; number being the most cherished is number 0000, and the only ones with respect are in group A. The Elite. Then there was the other groups; B, C, D, and E. The Dogs. Yet, all of them were just items to them; weapons; replaceable weapons.

"Next is unit A03, he is in his twenties and used to be a ninja, before we shackled him down." He had a body similar to any normal ninja his age, along with his short army cut beige hair. The man described just spat on a sneering Kabuto. He was forced onto the floor, crackling noises rose as the young man roared in anger and anguish. His arm had been broken by a large beefy guard.

"Last is unit B99, she seems to be the same age as Sasuke-san, and feels absolutely no pain." Her darker than black hair covered over half her pale face, she wore out-dated clothes; they were a bit too small for her. His sentence ended in a smile. "Please communicate with each other and tell the guards over there who you'd like to watch."

A red haired figure made sudden movements to block the one called B99, and spoke. "Don't you dare do what I think your going to do," her voice was commanding as usual and had authority, "He's mine!"

The dark haired one just answered with a "I wouldn't even touch that slug." with a wide smile.

Before a girl fight began she was summoned to her supervisors. "Take B99 and take her to the tower." The teenager looked way up.

At the top was a dark tower, clouded with dust, there was another tower at the bottom of the chamber. The guards locked her up at the top of the tower, acting as a separator for the two towers.

The observers watched in shock as the two towers constantly clapped together as if creating thunder.

There was no yelp of help nor of pain. Just a repeating clanking noise. No blood was shed. Nothing. It was as if there was no affect...like nothing had happened.

Nothing.

The filthy rich men began betting when her time would come.

When the pressure would crush her everything, under the constantly rising pressure level.

After an hour of smacking of the two towers on her, the crowd grew in interest and had future plans on her.

"I've seen enough. Let me fight her." All attention was now laid on the dark haired boy whose eyes showed the same weary expression as the girl. A low chuckle was thrown out.

"Are you sure Sasuke-kun? It'll be a meaningless battle; she feels no pain.

"..." No answer.

"Take her down to the battle arena. Kill those who are currently fighting in the arena. The battle will start in 5 minutes; of course you all are welcome." His slithering tongue wiggled back into his mouth as his laugh brought the guests towards the arena upstairs.

Clink...Clink. The sharp sound of her shackles echoed. "B99 you are to be defeated when you die. If you kill Sasuke-kun, you will be sentenced to death. But Sasuke-Kun has no punishment." The coldness of the Kabuto's voice was unbearable.

In the hands of the young man was the lightning blade, for the girl was nothing but air.

"I will not attack someone as pitiful and unarmed as her." He was shot with a mental glare.

"As you wish..." After 5 minutes of standing in the centre of the large field her eyes glided towards the sky and soon came her hands.

It was a weird wonder why a girl of her age would even do something so childish...and yet so innocent.

The large guard came with 3 weapons for choosing. "Sir what would you like her to use?"

There was a long sword similar to his own, a spear that seemed to be from an old theatrical play, and a kunai along with a pocket full of shurikens.

"Give her the sword...Don't disappoint me..." The girl was dazed out as she was presented with the sword. As it touched her finger tips they were to no longer hold back.

"Begin!!"

"..." Both seemed conserved and waited for the other's first move. But such silence was only pushed away by the crowd of guests and the prisoners in the surrounding cages.

"You go girl!", "I love you Sasuke-kun!" "Shed some blood!" and "Don't loose to that egotistical traitor!" were overly expressed.

This caused annoyance for the boy but amusement for the girl. At that stressed moment a very unpredictable thing happened.

"Ehehehe." The girl's high pitched laugh came out with hysteria. Her opponent immediately took this chance to decapitate her.

A slide of the body to the left dodge the attacker.

As she took her foot up and kicked him even farther than his needed destination.

The young man lost balance and also lost a huge part of his patience, along with his ego.

Still no sharingan though. The young Uchiha learned quickly and acted even faster.

Upon "falling" a shuriken was shot towards her, to the eyes of the Uchiha he had missed by a hair.

Another weird sensation crept up the young miss; now displaying a beautiful smile.

Her fleeting eyes scanned the Uchiha. Now this caused a major panic in B99's opponent. 'I have to take her down now, before she distracts me too much...or-' he was cut off from his thoughts by a black blur...

She had mimicked the same action as he did with the first attack. The black-haired heart-throb caught the sight of two entrancing blood red eyes; smiling.

She was mocking him.

Mocking THE Uchiha.

In the next two seconds, as if on que the Uchiha blinded by his pride acted on one motive; to spill blood. The man became impatient. Above all else he would not lose to a TOOL. Losing to a tool would mean he was one step farther away from that bloody brother of his.

So he would have to analyze this situation.

'My opponent has not moved with the exception that of under being attacked.

Her eyes are fixed on the sky; so she's constantly dazed out.

She has fast reflexes and dodges at an almost 99 rate.'

...It was possible.

He immediately went behind the one known as B99 and went for an ambush once again. Another miss but his scheming mind told him to hold onto her so he wouldn't make the same mistakes. Another piercing action; this time towards her chest.

It seemed like a flash to the audience. To them it was a life and death situation.

She had clamped her hand onto his blade; her blood trickled down to their feet. And in return used her free hand to strike. Blood flew across the scene.

Orochimaru had stopped the fight. His rib had been plunged into.

"St-STOP this fight NOW!" He began to cough out blood.

The ex-konoha medic nin ran to the scene. And the girl who spilled blood was immediately chained and forced onto the floor; her eyes fixed on Orochimaru and the blood. The devious man would not allow his next perfect body to be fowled.

"I've seen enough!" A wealthy lord from above echoed to the people below, "I would like to purchase this tool from you, Orochimaru-san..."

There was no real response from him toward the public.

There continued to be such exclamations of buyin this tool who rivaled against the prized body Orochimaru was so prideful about.

So the day ended with B99 unpredictably unpunished. The prodigy went to the base's best quarters along with the sanin to the medical station for the whole week.

B99 returned to the cell where the other "B" series were kept; it seems that there's minimum security here tonight...its time.

The time will be our own.

Author: So did you like it? How was it? and mostly should I continue? hmmm? Tell me by reviewing :D

-Tama