Story Title: Move Along

Chapter Title: Fight for a Price

Pairing: OrochimaruSakura, ItachiMitsu

Rating: M (Swearing, Later chapters)

Author: backlash-­­artemis

Music: "Wasurenai kara"

Summary: Sequel to 'Dirty Little Secret'. With Mitsu an active Akatsuki member with a vendetta against Konoha, it's up to her newly resurrected parents, Kabuto, and Konoha's loudmouthed Hokage to stop her before she surpasses Itachi. ItaMitsu OroSaku

Disclaimer: We don't own naruto. Seriously, it'd be a hell of a lot more exciting if we did.

Extra: Inspiration:


Gackt: Wasurenai Kara

All characters relating to Naruto, or Moon Child do not belong to me!
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Janine Riley Misaki. AKA: Rogue Riley.

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Sakura, Naruto, Sasuke, Ino: 34
Itachi, Kabuto: 40
Orochimaru, Jiraiya, Tsunade: 72
Mitsu: 17
Kakashi: 48

Text means normal writing.
'Text' means thoughts.
'Text' mean Inner Sakura's thoughts.
Text means flashback.

WARNING: There is implied rape at the end.


It had taken a while, but she had been able to reach her destination without any unnecessary confrontation. Her long blue hair fell over her shoulders as the wind swept by, a few strands catching her in the face. She sighed when her blue right eye and red left eye could not find the person she was looking for.

"He's late," she grumbled, her small, soft voice breaking the silence. She plopped herself onto the ground, one hand on her black sheathed katana. With a childish giggle, the girl removed a small bottle of sake from a pouch hidden in her obi. "Might as well enjoy it while it lasts!" Her drink didn't last long when a presence emerged in the trees behind her. She took a drink of her precious sake rather happily.

This couldn't be the girl that Kabuto had told him about. She was too small, only about four feet and five inches in appearance(which, in his opinion, wasn't even natural for someone to be unless they were of at least toddler years, but even then, they were a bit taller depending on age), and therefore she appeared much too young to be the girl they had spoken of.

'Must have made a mistake…' he thought with an inward gruff. 'I don't have time to play games with children, Kabuto!'

He wanted to murder the medic at this moment. How dare that medic suggest a mere child for this assignment? One that wasn't even a ninja, to be more precise. He was furious. He hadn't even been here more than maybe two seconds and he already wanted to leave and chuck a kunai at Kabuto. But this mission could not be aborted. Sakura's health and Mitsu's life depended on this. Could this tiny little child bethey were looking for? He recalled the conversation he and Kabuto had had a few days ago.


Sakura had been bed ridden for a few days now, her health steadily declining. She was so frail and emotional she never spoke anymore. The only thing she did was stare into space, eyes void of life. Mitsu had been everything to her, and now she was gone.

"Sakura…" Orochimaru had been sitting by her side, his hand on hers.

Gently, he placed his other palm on the woman's sweating forehead. He had never felt so desperate in his life, and he hated it. The feeling of being so helpless and unable to do anything to protect and care for the ones he loved most drove him mad! He was a man of power, of fear, and he was now subjected to weakness…and loneliness if Sakura left him.

Kabuto quietly opened the door and entered the cold, dark room. His composure was slack and he appeared to be unhealthily tired. This particular detail perked Orochimaru's curiosity since Kabuto had been gone for several days. He watched through observant eyes as the medic removed his new heavy jacket and hung it by the door. For once, he had his hair down, and his glasses had been removed. Orochimaru listened intently, mostly out of curiosity, of course, as the weary medic began to speak.

"Sakura is giving up. The longer Mitsu is gone, the worse Sakura becomes, and the closer she is to death again." Kabuto paused and the sannin nodded.

"Couldn't you bring her back using that jutsu?" he asked, but unfortunately he did not receive the answer he was looking for.

"Unfortunately, I can't. That jutsu was a one time only error proof. If I were to try it again, beautiful Sakura no longer be our Sakura."

"What do you mean?" Orochimaru asked, rather alarmed. Kabuto shook his head, strands of silver hair falling into his face.

"You wont need me this time though. I found someone who can help us bring Mitsu back." A smirk crept onto the medic's tired face. Orochimaru frowned, but raised an eyebrow.

"So that's where you've been." Kabuto nodded.

"Yes, and she's willing to help us…for a price." The Sannin's frown deepened.

"Price? What kind of 'price'?" he spat, but not of anger. He would sacrifice anything for the return of his only daughter, and the safety and smile of his lover. Kabuto spoke again.

"That's the problem. She didn't say. But, you must leave now if you wish to meet her. You'll find her on the edge of the forest in Shadow Country."

"Shadow Country? Isn't that where the foreigners of an unknown distant continent immigrated to?" His curiosity was on its highest level yet. He had actually wanted to learn of these new people when they first came here about two years ago, but the land was protected by some strange sacred seals. He heard that they did not use ninjutsu, but instead used a magic and style of fighting beyond the level of any ninja of any level. Well…At least he benefited in a few ways. "Very well. I will go. But you had better not be trying to get me away from Sakura, or I'll kill you ten fold that damned jutsu," the Sannin threatened.

Kabuto smirked almost cruelly out of character.

"Don't worry. I'm not."


And so here he was, watching a four foot five, eight year old child at the oldest, drink sake in the middle of the woods.

'I must be out of my damned mind…' he thought, closing his eyes in frustration.

She smirked into her sake, noting the stranger's frustration. She decided to take it easy on him and carefully put away her sake while standing elegantly.

"Please come out," she said quietly. "It is very rude to spy on young girls such as me." Shock and surprise flew through the air, running through the girl's small body. "Its ok. I've known you to be there since you've arrived about five minutes ago." She looked at the spot in the trees where her visitor stood currently. She watched as he stepped out of his hiding spot.

'Well,' she thought, 'at least he's good looking.'

Inwardly, she rolled her eyes. Finally, he broke the silence.

"I am looking for someone, little girl." Why did this man speak to her as though she were a child? "I have no description to give you, but-"

"I have my reasons for not releasing my name to clients whom I have not met." His eyes widened, much to her delight. She giggled. "Oh dear! Please forgive me! Your friend had been given strict orders from me not to give my appearance. He was persistent, so it took a few threats, too." She giggled girlishly.

"So you are the one who is supposed to help me," implied the ninja carefully, as though he were afraid to be mistaken.

"Hai. I am. But for a price. Nothing is free anymore. Or cheap," she responded with a bow of her head.

"So, what is this 'price' that you speak of?" he asked her cautiously.

"I know the conditions and details of your request, and there is much to be done. It is now of you to learn of my terms and conditions." She paused until her client nodded. "I don't take or follow orders. I give them. You are now entrusting everything that belongs to you to me. You no longer have control of the situation. When I give you an order, you are expected to follow it.

"As for me. My job is to make sure that the noun in question is returned or eliminated with success.

"I kill whoever gets in my way, and I must eliminate all obstacles that block my path to success. I kill whoever I want, and save whoever I want as long as the person in question does not direct me away from my path of success.

"No information that I possess regarding the task at hand or any places, people, or things involved will leave my head and into anyone else's. All that I see or hear will remain entirely confidential, most likely even to you.

"Any information you want will be given only to you by a face to face meeting with me. "Questions?" The girl finally paused, waiting for the Sannin to allow the information to sink in. He noticed that she had skipped his question.

'Well, she seemed reasonable enough. She is very mature for her age.'

"Not bad for an eight year old kid." He grinned and leaned back against a tree, folding his arms across his broad chest. "What is your name, little girl?"

Her young, flawless face was so calm, void of stress, but her eyes revealed something different. Her eyes. How strange. They were different. The right one held a blue of such a color that revealed only purity and tranquility. It was so calm. He thought, for a fleeting second, that he saw something twirl and glow inside of it. However, her left eye was a crimson so deep that it would scare the piss out even him if he were to see that thing peering at him from his dark, black closet… At that moment, he made a promise to himself that he would never, under any circumstances, look under his bed again.

After a few alluringly calm moments, the girl spoke.

"It is common courtesy to give your name first." Such calmness could only come from a mind of ancient times.

"Orochimaru." He watched as she smiled happily and bowed with respect. Very smart for a girl her age.

"Rogue. Rogue Riley."

'Kinda cute, too. She'll become a beautiful woman.' Her voice shook the Sannin out of his thoughts.

"By the way," she said, flicking her long, silver-blue hair, "for future reference since we shall be meeting again," Rogue smirked, "I'm eighteen." And then she walked away, leaving Orochimaru behind in a pitiful state of shock.

"Oh my god…"


The next few days, Orochimaru spent beside Sakura. He found himself unable to leave her side. She was so pale and restless. She was getting worse, just as Kabuto said. He had gotten to the point where he was afraid to touch her in case she might break. But he was even more afraid to let go. Her body was so frail and weak. She refused to eat, and she couldn't sleep in peace. It was a hard labor for the girl to simply sit up in the bed. Her mind was never in the present, since Sakura often spoke of things that had already happened, years ago.

Earlier that morning she had been talking about what to get Mitsu for her seventh birthday, and had actually called for the missing girl to come. But when she didn't, Orochimaru had to comfort the crying and abandoned mother. Now she was actually sleeping without a fuss. This worked for Orochimaru since he didn't have to comfort the woman and had time for his thoughts. It was also better for Sakura to get the rest she so obviously needed and deserved. He watched with concern as Sakura tried to turn onto her side, but winced and gave up. His mind traveled to the strange girl from the new Shadow Country. Rogue was actually a rather strange name. He was still a bit unsure if he could trust her or not.

Where was she? What was she doing now? Is she really doing her job, or is she abandoning her mission and doing whatever the hell she pleases? All these questions he had to ask, but probably would never be answered until she was here again. Exactly when would he see her again? How would he know when to meet her? Where would the location be? In private? Or in public? Would she send for him or would he have to send for her? Would they even meet again? Or was she just a fake?

He could sadly only sit and watch over his beautiful Sakura until the mysterious events unfolded. The sannin sighed as a star fell from the sky above.


Rogue yawned and looked at the stars above her. They had so many memories, so many stories to tell. She wished she could learn them all. Maybe then she could learn the secrets to her meaningless and lonely existence

"Rogue-dono!" A little girl she had been watching appeared above her, giggling and holding out a Sakura flower. "It broke! Its so stupidly fragile!" she began to whine in annoyance. Rogue took the flower and shook her head, thin light blue hair swishing gently aside her face.

"But don't you see? Frailty is beauty. And beauty is power." She smiled as the child looked at her in confusion, tiny hands pressing on Rogue's legs. "You'll lean more when you are older." She tweaked the child's nose and ruffled her hair. "You'll see!" The girl looked up and grinned.

"Really!?" She sounded so excited. "Yay!" And she started to run around in circles, laughing and smiling as she held her hands in the air.

Rogue held the cherry blossom in the palm of her tiny hand, watching as the wind shredded the flower into various petals, and carried them away to the great beyond.

"Frailty unlocks a weakness in all of us, one that mercilessly tears us apart, and feeds us to the dogs," she spoke quietly to the heavens. "But it also awakens the power of weakness that eliminates human's fear of their own weakness."

Her mind traveled to her mission. She had been able to successfully locate the girl, Mitsu, and this so called Akatsuki Organization Headquarters, but she wanted to lean more about why the girl could do something so barbaric as to kill her own parents, her own flesh and blood.

'Revenge…But for what? Betrayal? Deception? Or was it…both?' A traveling star fell across the dark, blue sky.


To say he was merely alarmed was the biggest understatement of all understatements. Akatsuki was in the area, and they had a new member. One of which he was sure why she would return here.

'I'm sorry it turned out this way, Mitsu. I wanted it to be different.'

"Neji." An ANBU stepped forward, concealed in a red and blue dog mask, nodding his head. "Neji, you know what must be done. Anyone who tries to enter Konohagakure," he sighed, his entire being completely and hopelessly overtaken by regret, "kill them. No one enters, and no one leaves. If anyone tries to escape the village, turn them into the court and arrest them for treason."

'No. This must be done.'

He had no other choice, no other alternative. Mitsu was a dangerous enemy to Konoha. She must be stopped at all measures, no matter how much he loved her. Has he become too cold? Was this really justice? Or was this merely an act of selfish survival instincts? Was he really protecting Konoha? Or was he trying to save only his new family with no remorse for the other residents of the village?

"What have I become?"

He had a feeling he would find out, sooner than he would like. Naruto watched as a shooting star fell from the sky above.


It had been years since he had been teaching, not since the three biggest headaches he had ever had had been his students. He had started considering it again, but losing all three of his Team 7 teammates was a harsh blow, and a hard heartache. Even if two of them had betrayed the whole village.

'No.' He rubbed his forehead, 'Only one. Only one traitor.'

He felt so much emotion about this particular subject, and so much regret for ever thinking of her as a traitor. The more he thought about the past, the more he realized how wrong he had been to ever think the way he did. He wished he could see her again, if only for a second, to be able to tell her how he really felt, and how sorry he was for acting so foolish and so cold hearted.

Now he was stuck as a lonely, retired ANBU. It had been at both Naruto's and Tsunade's request that he turn in his rank. Tsunade… How he hated her. She was the cause of Sakura's suffering. She was the one who purposely demanded the court to rule guilty and also was responsible for forcing Orochimaru into submitting to her devious and deep desire to rid of her competition by having the sannin fake his own death. It had taken five years to learn the whole truth behind the selfish ex-hokage's plans. She had wanted Sakura to die so that Orochimaru had no choice but to accept her as his wife. They already had forged papers signed.

It wasn't until Sakura had already been gone and lost to inner turmoil that he saw the truth behind taking away Sakura's only child and talking Orochimaru into faking his own death, making him believe it was for the sake of his lover and unborn daughter. For some reason, he knew Orochimaru would never have allowed Tsunade to have her way, even if she had succeeded. Kakashi looked out the window, and watched as a falling star came down from the heavens.


Mitstu wanted to pull away from the hand that had grabbed hers and started to stroke her inner palms, but refrained and settled for an inward wince.

'Maybe I'll palm sweat his hand off me!'

She looked at Itachi's smirking face.

"Something wrong, my dear kunoichi?" his voice was horrid to her ears, so silky it mocked himself.

"No," Mitsu huffed angrily.

'But you are in my bubble!!!' she thought almost with amusement.

The same couldn't be said for the older Akatsuki member.

"Don't talk back to me. Watch your tone, and watch how you speak."

"But you are violating a rule." She had to find a way out of this situation.

"No. I have given you what you wanted, and you are getting your revenge in less than forty eight hours. So, I am collecting your debt," Itachi said in a dangerous tone of voice. Mitsu winced.

"Already? But aren't you supposed to wait until I have completed my job?" Itachi smirked at the kunoichi in his arms.

"That, I'm almost afraid, is not part of the deal."

'Oh no… This isn't real…He can't mean…'

"You see," that horrid smirk widened hungrily, "we are ninja, and we might die tomorrow, though I'm not saying I will, you might. See…Us shinobi have certain rights," he held a strand of her bangs in his hand. "I don't want to die knowing I didn't obtain my wish with a beautiful woman the night before." He let out a dark chuckle.

'Oh my god! What an ass!'

Mitsu pulled away from him roughly.

"But we both know that you won't die! So don't give me that rights speech! You and I made a deal! You haven't given me what you promised you would, and I won't give you what you want until I've proven you did as you said you would!!" Itachi grabbed onto her hair, and pulled her back to him harshly.

"Be quiet! You will do as I say. You should be grateful I let you get this far without pleasing me. If you don't give me what I want…" The mangekyou began to activate, "I'll take it from you in the worst way imaginable."

A dark chuckle erupted from his chest. Something didn't seem right. He looked so different now from the Itachi in her father's photobooks. He looked so much younger than he should be, and so much darker in personality.

'This isn't the same Itachi that I originally made the deal with when I was younger!' she thought, panicked, eyes widening in fear. 'This can't be him!'

Once again, Itachi spoke.

"Let me show you what I can do. I will have you tonight. You can be sure of that." And she was suddenly thrown into a dark world where nothing good would ever happen.


Her vision had faded to black at this point, but it was slowly coming back to her. The area was silent, not a single sound disrupting the vision to give her any hint as to where she was. No sound, nothing but endless pitch black. She was standing, obviously, but she couldn't feel any ground, just knew that she was standing.

"Itachi?" she called out, voice calm despite her slight inner panic.

She continued to look around, hearing her voice echo yet still unable to see anything. There was a sudden flash of red in her peripheral vision and she jerked her attention to the right. What she saw made her wish she'd never looked at all.

It was a wall, one much like the one in Itachi's room where she had been. But the wall wasn't what made her mouth fall open. The fact that she was pressed against it, naked, with an equally as naked Itachi…

"Am I having sex with him!" she gasped in horror, stepping back and slapping a hand over her mouth as if the clones would stop and hear her as well as to stifle the nausea she was experiencing from the thought.

But they didn't, and she realized that the scene was becoming more and more vivid the longer she watched. She could make out specific details of both of their bodies. Then she could see the look on her own face. A cry wrenched past her clone's lips, eyes squeezed shut as ecstasy was clearly written over her face. She watched her hands grasp for anything, nails digging into everything from the wall to Itachi's back which she could see was already covered in long red lines and crescent shaped bloody patterns.

Mitsu felt the nausea grow within her and turned away to vomit. She found that not only could she not actually throw up, but the image disappeared. The pitch black returned but it didn't last nearly long enough for a new scene began to play.

She was lying on abed, legs wide open, and Itachi's head somewhere in between them. Mitsu found she couldn't tear her eyes away no matter how much she wanted to. She couldn't believe what was happening. She watched as her clone arched her back, whimpering Itachi's name and moans that should've been coming from an experienced woman's mouth, not her own. Her fingers were buried deeply in his hair while one hand fisted her own pink tresses.

"S…Stop…Stop it!" the real Mitsu screamed, hands coming up to cover her ears as the sounds increased, surrounding her. "No! No! This isn't real!! Stop!"

Mitsu's clone turned her head to look at the real one.

"It feels so amazing," she gasped. "Why would you fight it?"

"Trust her on this one."

Mitsu let out a cry of surprise and spun around only to come face to face with Itachi, that terrifying smirk on his face. Mitsu took a step back, glaring at him. It was then that she noticed he didn't have a shirt on, only his sleeping pants which were already untied and had slid down exposing the dip right above-

'No, no, no!!'

They were waiting for the slightest movement to drop completely to the floor.

"Stay away from me!"

She was suddenly pinned to the wall. All she could see was Itachi. All she could feel was the wall and Itachi's now naked body. She cried 'no' but he only ignored it. She thrashed but he held her tightly. It was only when he parted her legs did she realize she was entirely naked as well.


Mitsu was hurting. Her whole body raked with pain, inside and out. Blood caked her inner thighs and on the ground beneath her. Itachi had torn through her with a power that rivaled her father's in ninjutsu.

She swore she would never walk again…or smile. Flashes of the night before rushed through the kunoichi's head, tearing at her soul mercilessly.

'I'm so sorry…so sorry…I should have been satisfied with what I had…but instead…' A tear almost fell down her cheek, 'I messed up…And now I'm all alone. Mother. Father. Please, forgive me.'

The hand around Mitsu's waist tightened, painfully pressing against her tender abdomen. Itachi's voice spoke from behind her, letting her know he had been awake for a while now.

"Don't worry. You'll get used to it. I wont be through with you for a long time. The pain lasts for a while, but after a few ruts with me that will change. I will have you begging to let me please you. To give you pain." His voice and tone disgusted her.

"What makes you think we'll be doing it again?" she said defiantly, her voice threatening to crack.

She glared at a tree from inside the tent they currently occupied. The arm tightened even more.

"Don't challenge me or my authority, ungrateful wench," he growled dangerously low.

"I didn't. It was merely a question."

"One that will get you killed."

'But death is better than this. I wouldn't be alone anymore.'

A hand stroked down her navel.

"But you are much too valuable to kill. I have so much planned for you."

Mitsu's eyes widened as it dawned on her why the Uchiha was doing this, what his true motives were.

"I have no interest in helping you restore your clan," she said angrily, but fear laced her voice as a chuckle vibrated through her sore and torn body.

"I'm afraid you have no choice, my dear."


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