(A/N: I am so sorry this took so long to post but I was in the middle of moving when I started this chapter and then when I came back to it I had some really bad writers block! Then school kept me busy and getting my room together took away from my free time! Also this is shorter than the usual but I think I've left you guys waiting long enough so here you go! I'll get to work on the nest on a.s.a.p!)

"Yurushi!"

Oh thank god it was a familiar face! I jumped up to go run to him but something grabbed my arm and pulled me back. Oh yeah, Kisame and Itachi were within reach…DAMNIT! I squirmed in Kisame's grasp and tried to pry him off but failed.

"Let me go you big monster!"

"Don't be an idiot girl this man isn't here to save you!"

"Of course he is look at hi-"

Wow, that is one scary face. He looked just like Itachi in the fire light, deadly and heartless with a hint of peace. His white armor gleamed in the light and made my eyes hurt a bit, wait white armor? Holy crap he has an ANBU uniform on! So he did actually make it. But what did Kisame know about my brother? He only had emotional expression problems he wasn't completely emotionless.

"Yurushi you're here to save me right? Dad wouldn't like it if I died, neither would the Kage I am sure! What will they do without the information I know?"

"That information is expendable." He replied coldly.

Ouch, that hurt. It felt like he just stabbed me in the back with a fishing knife. I guess he's acting to get these guys to think I'm not important.

"Then I'll forget it! Just use a memory wipe on me or something and I'll learn all the important stuff!"

"That isn't an option."

Okay, enough with the acting Yurushi, hurry up and save me!

"I'm only here to give you a head start."

Wait, What?

"Hmm, that's nicer than a lot of ANBU that I've met, why the kind notion?" Kisame asked.

"We grew up together; it's only natural that I at least give her a chance to run."

How could he be so cold? We were siblings, if only half siblings. I always gave him a birthday present even when his parents were too busy to have a party, I played all the games he liked to play and I even let him tell me what to read! How can he shove it to the side so easily and try to kill me!?

"Yurushi…" I said, my voice getting shaky from held back tears.

"I'll give you an hour. After that my squad and I will be after you without a second thought."

He then turned around and disappeared into the trees. I was left to sit in the silence of the clearing as Kisame and Itachi thought over the information out loud.

"Pack up everything." Itachi said.

"Put out the fire." Kisame replied as he let me go and went about his business.

I didn't try to run after him, I don't think I'd be able to handle that cold face again without falling prey to my own fear. Also the general shock still had a firm grasp on me. My brain just couldn't wrap around the fact that my whole childhood with Yurushi could have been a lie. Was Orokashii the same way? Did he think I was expendable now as well? Did my mother know that I was now being targeted as an enemy just because I had been in the wrong place at the wrong time? Hell did mom even care? Did anyone ever care about me? Was I just an accident that they thought they could take advantage of until I was no longer useful?

"Get up." Kisame said, interrupting my train of thought.

I blinked a few times and realized that it was now much darker without the fire, the only light being the very small bit of moon light that slipped through the leaves. Something was resting at my side and it turned out to be the backpack of stuff they had given me a few days ago. I had wondered where they had been hiding it; I guess they thought that I wouldn't try to run off on my own now that I knew a group of experienced killers was after me. They were right as well, natural instinct was now talking to me and it gave me three basic rules. Don't runaway, don't get caught, and stay alive by any means necessary.

I stood and I think for the first time looked at Kisame with courage and not fear, even if it was covered in tears.

"What can I do to help?"

I thought I took him by surprise but he just smiled and adjusted his sword on his back so it was easy to reach.

"Hmm, so you are a smart girl after all. Well, now that you understand your position there's just one thing you need to know. Don't get in my way."

I nodded my head and took a deep breath to try and keep myself from breaking down. It was really hard when my mind kept yelling at me that this was wrong and that my brother wasn't my enemy. Whether my mind accepted it or not I knew deep down in my heart the Yurushi made his choice and I now had to make mine, and mine was to live, live and forget. Itachi walked over to us and made me jump a little since in the dark I couldn't really tell where he was coming from. All I heard was the sound of his feet. I suppose he knew there was no point trying to be quiet since we had an hour to run away.

"We leave now, we can't afford to waste time standing here."

"Right, come here girl. You'll slow us down if we let you walk." Kisame said.

I tensed a bit knowing he had a valid point. I was nowhere near as fast as them when it came to running. All they had to do was walk to catch up with me. I nodded my head and walked over to Kisame slowly. He picked me up without much trouble and we were off. I kept my eyes open this time since I wanted to see what it was like when they ran.

It was amazing.

Everything was a blur of black, dark brown and dark green. The moonlight was like sparkles through the thick cover of leaves, if I didn't know any better I would have said that we were in plain sight under the night sky. I knew I was smiling a bit at the sight but the feelings of sadness and anger bubbled under my skin and made sure the smile didn't last very long. I guess I felt betrayed if not completely abandoned. Hell, I guess I should have seen this coming. I was the daughter of one of the most important men in the country and a hooker, without a doubt they would take whatever chance they could get to eliminate the problem, they just had to wait nineteen years to get it. I also knew a lot of information that could put them in danger if it got in the wrong hands and with me lacking any ability to defend myself and my captors at such a high fighting level it seems they're taking the easy way out. However I couldn't accept that. I would not die without a fight on my part.

Now the only question now was who do I trust? I mean Kisame and Itachi were okay for a temporary alliance but full blown trust was still a little hard for me, considering the circumstances of us being together in the first place. My trust and respect for my country was gone completely, well mostly. I still had a minor bit of respect for the civilians since at least they knew a smart person when they saw one. I wasn't all that happy that it turned out this way but I think I only had one person left that I could really trust.

My mom.

Now considering my mother's level in society I would have to bet that she talked to my father as often as rats are welcomed in the kitchen. I only remember them ever speaking really closely with each other in my earlier years. That man really was a player, and if I know the man he liked his girls young and fresh so mom was obviously now off his list. But did they tell mom lies to keep her out of the loop? What if they told her I'd gone bad or something? I couldn't afford to attract attention when my only hope of survival was high leveled missing criminals. They would be in deeper trouble than I was and I was in some pretty deep shit. I had to also talk to my mother, if not to tell her that I was okay but to possibly say a last goodbye to the woman since it didn't seem like I would be coming back any time soon.

"We're being followed." Itachi said plainly, bring me out of my thoughts.

"What!? It hasn't even been fifteen minutes yet!"

"It's not the ANBU."

Not the ANBU? Then who else could be-

"About damn time they make their entrance, if I know Kakuzu he's usually so much earlier than this. I bet one of Hidan's stupid rituals held them back a bit."

Oh, those two. I believe Kisame had mentioned them back at the Inn after they got the letter. At least we had a little more man power on our side now and maybe I could get off on a better foot with these two. If I had to be dependent on someone I might as well take advantage of the new guy's right? A bit of motion out of the corner of my caught my attention and I turned to face it. To my left where two new additions to our group one big and the other small, just like Kisame and Itachi, however this time it was the smaller one carrying the big weapon; a large three blade sythe with a chain at the end so that it could be thrown and not be lost easily. They were wearing the strange hats that Itachi and Kisame seemed to be able to generate and hide at will. Not that it mattered since I could barely see them in the dim light anyway.

"Holy fucking crap, what did you fucking idiots get yourselves into? More importantly who's the bitch?"

Woah, looks like someone needs to wash their mouth out with soap.

"We can have introductions later. Right now we need to lose the group of ANBU." Itachi said in response.

"Fucking ANBU? Do they want the bitch back?"

"Not exactly." Kisame said before I could reply myself.

I guess it was for the best for him to answer instead of me. I would only retort back negatively with him using all those curse words and for someone smaller than Kisame he seemed pretty strong, not physically but something told me fighting with the guy would be pointless. The bigger one was silent and didn't even give me the time of day and I was okay with that, the less attention I get right now the better I feel. I knew they were curious though, who wouldn't be? I was a lamb among wolves; my place was to be in a green meadow, not a dark forest. I looked forward in the direction of where we were going and noticed Itachi was leading the way. In the dark he looked like a demon, a beautiful demon that would kill me if I had no purpose. I wanted to cry out loud at that moment. To tell the pretty man leading to make this beast let me go and leave me to die. Even so I held my tongue, there was no point trying to end my life when there was so much I had yet to do.

"They are coming." A sinister voice said.

It was the taller one of the new additions to the group and that voice of his made held a tone of experience and wisdom; things that no normal life span could gain, I hate to admit that I was a tinny bit jealous that he sounded so smart because whenever I told people things they'd question me with their eyes. Had it really been an hour though? I couldn't tell. The forest was getting closer and becoming more wild and deadly. Were we going deeper? Didn't we have to go to the border? I looked behind us and only saw black until suddenly we weren't in the trees any more. We entered a big field covered with giant boulders, some stilling out of the ground at weird angles. It also steep inclines and giant tree roots, in others words it was a former battle field. It look like it had mostly healed, places where ground had be broken now covered in thick green grass. We hopped over to a group of giant rocks and Kisame tucked me away within a tight corner. I looked up at him curiously but he just held a finger to his lips and gave me a wordless command to stay still. He and the rest of the gang then went to the other side to keep look out. I could hear a faint conversation, most likely them making a battle plan. I couldn't believe they were planning to take on the ANBU, they didn't even know how many there were! I wish I could help but I'd just get in the way if I tried anything. It got quiet suddenly and I leaned closer to the rock as if trying to hear what was happening on the other side. It was faint but I could hear two people, I couldn't make out what they were saying or which side was even talking but they were. It went silent again and I couldn't hear anything. I started to get nervous but I knew that peeking was risky.

"I'LL KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!"

I nearly jumped out of my skin at the voice of the bad mouthing creep that joined us. I guess someone pushed his buttons; either that or he was mentally insane. The jutsus and summons filled the air and the traditional puffs of smoke slowly started to float over me and fade away. I could hear the sounds of knives clashing and people dying. The occasional creepy laugh filled the air; its source the strange cussing man with his sythe. I didn't dare peek to see who was winning or if there was even anybody moving and this was all just a sham to make me try to run out and help. Something landed next to me with a sudden thunk and I looked to see someone's disembodied head. I sucked in a wave of air naturally as if to scream but quickly covered my mouth with my hand and crawled away from the body part as much as possible. I bit my tongue to try and keep myself calm, reminding myself that if I made to much noise then I'd be just like that person. Suddenly the head started to move and I stopped breathing. The silver white hair that was covering most of the face was being blown by a rather weak breath coming from the mouth of the head.

I slowly reached out to the head and moved the hair to be greeted with bright pinkish purple eyes and a toothy grin from ear to ear.

"Hey bitch, do me a favor and toss me back over would ya? There aren't many of those fuckers left and Kisame's got the whole field covered in some fucking thick mist so nobody will see."

I stared at the head dumbfounded and slack jawed, it was definitely a sight to see. It wasn't everyday that you ran into a person that could still talk when their head was removed. I slowly grabbed the head at the base of the skull and picked it up with both hands. I had a feeling asking questions now was a bad idea so I bit my lip, gulped down the bile climbing up my throat and tossed the head back over with all the force I could muster. A loud thunk followed by a string of curses came soon after and guess that he must have landed on one of the many rocks. I quickly crawled back to my corner and wiped my hands on the ground as if it was water and soap instead of dirt and grass. A shadow cast over my hands suddenly and I knew that what was standing in front of me was no friend. I didn't dare raise my head, instead opting for keeping it down so that they wouldn't slit my throat. The figure approached and the shadow of the kunai in its hand disappeared from my view as it was raise for the killing blow.

I knew fighting wasn't an option here nor was running since I was cornered with my back to some sharp steep rocks. Screaming would be pointless and crying would get me nowhere but I didn't want to die, not yet. I could feel the ANBU in front of me staring at me, probably thinking about how pitiful I looked. Then I did the unthinkable, I pounced. Like a wild cat having been cornered and having no other way to escape I charged and hit the ANBU before me in the gut with my shoulder. I heard the breath get knocked out of him and then a sickening crack before the body went limp in my hands. I stayed perfectly still against the body, not being able to believe that I actually attacked an ANBU willingly. I eventually look up to see the ANBU; his mask that of a bear and blood dripping down from the back of his head. I guess I made him hit his head on the rocks, which could knock out anyone if they were hit hard enough. I pulled back from the unmoving man before me and noticed that there was no more fighting.

"Hey bitch, are you still alive in there!? You made me hit my fucking head on five different rocks you whore!"

I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding in at the sound of the crazy man's voice. He may have had a very vulgar vocabulary but from what I could tell he seemed kind of happy. Did they win then?

"Come on out girl, I have something for you." Kisame called as I heard a hardy smack be delivered to someone and then a string of cusses fill the air.

I gulped and quickly started to climb over the rocks the best I could. It took me awhile but when I did get over I was greeted with a very bloody mess. Bodies were everywhere, so missing limbs and others burnt so bad I didn't even think they were people for a moment, and the moonlight only made the scene more eerie. All four of the criminals were standing with their backs to the moon so their faces were covered in horrid shadow. It was like one of those horror novels you saw in the adult section of the library. I could feel the vomit in my throat and unable to stop it I quickly ducked behind a nearby bolder and emptied my stomach. After I got to the point where I could only dry heave I walked back over to the others.

"Damn, you really picked up a pansy Kisame, what's the bitch here for anyway?"

"Pein requested that we get some information, sadly we weren't expecting that the only one to know it would be her." Kisame said as I stopped in front of them. "Here, take this."

I looked up at him before looking to his hand to see a kunai, clean and dry. I took it carefully before he stepped back. I looked to where he once was and my jaw almost dropped. There was Yurushi, bruised and beaten but not dead, just living by a thread. Blood was dripping from his mouth and his once cold blank eyes were glossed over with tears of pain that refused to spill. He was staring at me though, the rest of his face calm and peaceful.

"He requested that we let you kill him," The wise sounding one said. "It seemed fine since he's going to die either way. If you don't kill him not the wounds he has will kill him slowly."

"I say we leave the bastard to rot here until he receives his judgment from Jashin-sama!" The cursing one said as he adjusted his weapon on his shoulder. I looked to his throat to see no mark or scar even though moments earlier his head was in my hands.

"No, he dies now, either by her hands or one of ours." Itachi said as he walked up to me. "Kill him."

"I…I can't he-" I started to say.

"Yes you can."

I looked over to Yurushi who was now attempting to sit up higher with his one working limp which was his right arm. He stared me down like he did when we were kids and started to couch up some blood.

"It's only fair since I tried to kill you, that you kill me. Also…I would feel ashamed if I died by any other hand."

"But what about your-"

"I told her I wouldn't be coming back. She's prepared to hear of my death."

A silence so stifling and depressing came over us I started to cry.

"No…please don't make me do this…" I begged him. Even if he did try to kill me the memories I've had of him were so kind and wonderful, I didn't want my last one to be so evil.

"If you don't they will, either you kill me yourself or they kill me for you. Which one do you think you'll feel worse for?"

He knew me so well, he knew just what to say even while he was dying. I took a few steps toward him and knelt down in front of him so that only he could hear me.

"You were the best brother I even had…You played with me and treated me just like part of the family, even though we usually played what you like…" I said trying to smile and lighten the mood.

"You were the best little sister."

"I was your only little sister."

"I know but I thought it would fit the mood." He said with a half hearted smile.

"…Yurushi?"

" Yes Seiyuuki ?"

"I-I'm sorry." I say placing the knife gently against his throat.

"I know…"

"I love you brother…"

"Love you too."

I took a big breath and closed my eyes tightly before forcing the knife into his neck. I sliced through his skin easily. He let out a sickening gurgle as I removed the knife and let his body fall to the side. I kept my eyes closed as the blood from the blade dripped onto my hand and on the ground. I gasped suddenly after that, I lost control and started to scream. I cried and threw the knife away from me as I took my one clean hand and covered my face.

"YURUSHI!! YURUSHI!! OH GOD YURUSHI!!"

I sobbed loudly into my arm and curled up on myself as the rest watched me. I wasn't strong like them; I didn't kill for a living like them. I wasn't built to handle that. I could feel them staring at me wordlessly judging with their eyes. I felt so alone, surrounded by these dead bodies and villains. I started to shake uncontrollably as my body spazzed with some unknown energy that I never knew I had. Before long someone grabbed me and picked me up. I was still spazzing as we walked off toward the trees again. The others voices melded together in my ears before I finally passed out in the arms of someone. I decided from that moment on that I never ever wanted to wake up from that darkness, because it was so much better than facing the truth and the light.