AND BEHOLD! The continuation of Chapter 6 is here. I let you see what happened to Mizuru...behind the door! AHAHAHAHAHAAA!...and I'm sure(I hope) you can easily guess who the ghost is. It shouldn't be (isn't!) hard.
I don't own Naruto. If I did, it would not have been so popular because the plot would've died long ago.
Warnings: DEATH! AGAIN! BUT THE SAME PERSON!...yes, a re-cap death. Right at the start. Aren't I sweet?(insert sarcasm here) Swearing,(duh). Think that's it.
And so, on to the next chapter!
Crossing the Line! No Longer a Game 2.
-Quick re-cap-
Mizuru stood in the music room, frantically trying to un-braid her hair with shaking fingers.
She was so going to kill the twins later.
She had woken up that morning to find her head looking like a fucking kids commercial!
"Stupid little freaks! I'm going to kill them! How dare they do this!" she growled.
In her aggravation she kicked the stool nearby. It clattered to the floor before knocking into the violin case.
She winced at the loud noise. 'Whoops.'
She continued trying to comb her hair, but didn't fail to notice the sudden drop in temperature.
'Okay, what the hell? Why's it so cold now?'
She turned around a bit, looking about the room to see if there was an A.C or something. Her eyes found nothing, so she shrugged and went back to her rainbow hair. Her bitterness returned.
'Dammit! And Sora said he was going to take me on a date sometime tonight too!' she thought unhappily.
She felt another wave of cold, but once again couldn't find anything to be the cause, so she simply dismissed it as morning chills. Her fingers caught on a particularly large knot of hair and she winced.
"Ouch. This is so not cool." She complained.
Behind her she heard the door open. "Oi Mizuru! Come with me!"
She spun around at the voice and glowered at the crimson haired boy standing in the doorway. Distantly, she noted that Kao seemed to be a bit pale and his eyes were slightly fearful, but she was too angry to think about it.
"You! You asshole, what the fuck do you want?" she demanded. He only shivered slightly.
"You need to come with me, now."
She glared at him. "What? The fuck would I listen to you for?"
"Look, you can beat me up later, but we've gotta get away from this room, now."
She stared at him, her mind screaming 'What the fuck? What's with him.'
She could see him starting to lose patience and simply snorted. "No way am I going anywhere with you." She spat. She had tried to comb her hair while speaking, but her fingers caught on another knot. In utter frustration at the situation, she kicked out, her foot hitting the piano and sending a low thud echoing through the room.
The cold increased and suddenly she felt something. Something sinister.
Her eyes widened slightly as a shiver ran down her spine.
"K-kao?" she whimpered. She didn't want to be alone. She knew if she was alone, something bad would happen.
"Come here now!"
'Hurry. Thank God he stayed there. Hurry!' she turned and started towards him, but her breath hitched.
She couldn't move properly. It felt like she was wading through water or something. 'W-what is t-this?' Kao was standing at the doorway, his arm outstretched. She wanted to grab his hand.
If she could grab his hand, she would be safe.
Her ears picked something up. The sound of slow, ragged breathing.
Not from her.
Not from Kao.
From behind her.
She moved faster. She had to hurry. Her body was screaming and she was shivering.
She was so close. She could almost touch him.
The door slammed shut, a sickening crunch of breaking bones sounding from the other side.
"KAO!" she screeched before she felt something slipping around her leg. She lurched forwards, spinning around. Her back met the wooden door as she gazed at the once empty room.
'...I-impossible.' She whimpered mentally.
Before her was the shape of a man. Tall and pale with long, greasy black hair that hung around his face, framing gaunt cheeks and sickening yellow eyes. The man was leering at her, a cruel and angry smirk curving his thin lips. He was so pale, and the light seemed to go right through him.
She could only stare in terror as he opened his mouth, and a long, snake-like tongue came curling out. She felt sick watching as the appendage started heading towards her. When she felt it swipe against her arm, wrapping around the limb, she broke out of her daze and began to struggle.
"NOOOOO! SOMEONE HELP ME! HELP!" she screamed as loudly as she could.
The tongue was gripping her arm painfully hard, and she used her leg to kick at the door behind her, begging for help while using her other arm to try and free herself.
The man/thing raised his arm slowly, his yellow eyes glinting with malice. Once his fingers were pointed straight at her, he swiped through the air.
Mizuru screamed out in pain as deep gashes appeared across her chest, stomach and legs. The appendage wrapped around her arm sprung to life again, twisting and pulling.
She felt her shoulder snap out of joint with a loud crack and couldn't stop the cries and screams escaping her mouth as the pain increased.
'Oh my god! Oh my god! Someone help me! Kao! Sora! Someone! ANYONE!'
The tongue had wrapped around her leg, snapping that almost clean in half if not for the flesh and muscle. Her throat was burning from all the screaming. Blood was running freely, pooling at her feet. She realized that she was suspended above floor, the blood running down her legs and feet, dripping like some leaky faucet in a sick horror circus.
She was screaming. Underneath it, she heard someone banging on the door and calling out.
A slight tingle of hope appeared in her heart. Maybe, just maybe she would survive.
As soon as the thought crossed her mind, she saw those hateful yellow eyes flash and a wicked grin spread around the sickly pink tongue.
The thing raised his hand, one finger extended.
It was pointed at her head. Right between her eyes.
She stared in horror. A scream began to tear from her throat.
The finger was flicked carelessly.
Her head twisted, the bones in her neck snapping with a loud crunch.
She went limp, dropping to the floor in a tangle of bloodied limbs.
The man disappeared.
Not a minute later the door was opened.
Three seconds later, Kao was screaming.
"What's going on here?"
"Hey, Kao what's-OH MY GOD!"
"Shit! SOMEONE CALL THE AMBULANCE!"
"Holy shit! Holy shit!"
"Don't go in there! Oh god, it's everywhere."
"Oi, calm down!"
"He's freaking out! Snap out of it, kid!"
"What in Heaven's name is going on down here?"
"Iruka-sensei, there's been an accident."
"What do you-OH MY GOD! TSUNADE! SHIZUNE!"
"It's too late...She's already dead."
"Ah! Sasuke! Oi, what's wrong?"
"Sasuke! Don't look! Go upstairs with Naruto right now."
"But, Itachi-san-"
"Naruto, take him upstairs now! He can't be around something like this!"
"Wh-"
"GO!"
Naruto quickly wrapped his arms around Sasuke, who had fallen to his knees at the sight of all the blood. He began dragging the boy away, struggling through the growing crowd.
"Naruto-nii? What happened?"
Naruto twisted around to see the other orphans heading here way. 'Shit, they can't see this!'
"Nothing! Get away from here now!" he snapped.
Konohamaru and the others paused in their steps, noticing the panic in his voice. Sora stepped out from behind them and crossed his arms.
"What the hell? What's got your thong in a twist?" he snorted.
Naruto took one look at him before he found he couldn't meet the boy's eyes.
Mizuru was dead. How was he supposed to tell her boyfriend that she was dead when she'd been alive, laughing and talking a few hours, no, minutes before?
"J-just get away. Trust me, Sora, you don't want to go down there. And the younger kids cannot see this." The blonde said, his voice so solemn everyone felt nervous. It was so unlike the blonde.
"O-oi, Naruto, where's Kao?"
Naruto looked up to face Kamurou. The crimson head's eyes were wide, his face showing the fears that Naruto wanted to deny. Just then, Shizune appeared, took one look into the room and screamed. Tsunade pushed passed her, yelling for her to calm down. When the blonde re-emerged from the room, there was blood on her hands. Kamurou's face went pale and he glared directly at Naruto.
"Where the fuck is my brother?"
"He's fine, but he's...he's in a serious state right now. He's gotten a major shock."
"What does that mean?"
"K-Kamurou!"
They turned to see Kao, white-faced and shaking stumbling towards them. Kamurou moved to hug his older twin, concern etched into his already scarred face. "Kao! What happened?"
"M-M-Mi-"
"Don't! Goddammit you guys, I told you to get the fuck away from here!" Naruto snapped. He was stressed, and scared and worried and fucking angry. He couldn't let his friends see the sight of Mizuru lying broken in a pool of her own blood. He couldn't let the younger children be exposed to such a horrific sight.
He had to get them away.
He had to get Sasuke away. The raven was still paralyzed. Naruto recognized the eyes that were staring blankly ahead. Sasuke was afraid. The sight of so much blood had triggered something. He had to get everyone away. The caretaker's were frantic, calling for police and ambulances. Kakashi was telling the crew to help, was yelling at some to calm down and go away. Itachi turned and came up behind Naruto, sending a thick glare to the others.
"This is no place for children! All of you, back to your rooms this instant!" he ordered harshly. The younger children flinched and moved away, not resisting. However, Sora, Sai, Temari, Kankuro, Kamurou and his brother remained. Kamurou was trying to get his brother to calm down, but Kao was still in shock. He clutched onto the other's arms, face buried into Kamurou's chest as he gave dry sobs.
"What's going on?" Temari demanded. Itachi was on the verge of snapping when Gaara came up beside him, fixing the others with a harsh gaze.
"Mizuru was just murdered by a ghost. That's what's going on." He said, his voice never wavering but his eyes betrayed the distress he was hiding.
The world seemed to lose colour as Naruto pushed past the stunned teens, his eyes hidden under his bangs. He pulled Sasuke away, heading for the stairs and leading the raven to his room.
As he closed the door, he heard Sora cry out in anguish.
Sasuke couldn't move.
"Mother?"
He couldn't think.
"Mother, where are you?"
He couldn't breathe.
"M-mother?"
Blood.
"S...su...e..."
Everywhere. Red blood.
"Mother!"
Dripping. Spreading. Soaking.
Flowing.
Like an endless river of gore and pain.
Through his memories and his sight.
He couldn't see anything else.
He could only see the blood.
Could only watch as it stained the floor around it.
He wanted to scream out, but his voice was lost in his throat.
He was scared.
He needed to get out.
"SASUKE!"
"ITACHI! IT'S MOM! SHE'S HURT!"
"Sa..su..ke!"
"MOTHER!"
"Sasuke! Run!"
"Mo-"
Breath. Fluttering over his neck like a small butterfly made of sinister energy.
No sound. No thought.
Just fear.
Turning slowly...slowly...to face something was wasn't real.
Couldn't be real. It was impossible. Because they weren't natural. Because then nothing in the world was certain. No one was safe.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Sasuke was lost in his memories. He couldn't even hear Naruto calling his name.
His eyes were glazed, his face white and sickly. He didn't move. Couldn't move.
"...S...s..ke..."
"S...u...ke..."
'Mother?'
"Sas...ke!"
'No. It's not mother...then...Itachi?'
"SASUKE!"
His head flew to the side as a fist made contact with his jaw, sharp pain spiking out from the impact.
He snapped out of his daze with the pain, and slowly turned back to face a pair of worried blue eyes.
"N-Naruto?"
"Sasuke! Thank god, you bastard!" Naruto sighed, wrapping the stunned Uchiha into a tight hug. Sasuke stayed still for a moment longer, his mind still pulling itself out of bad memories before he returned the hug slowly.
"Sorry." He whispered, burying his face into the golden hair.
Naruto heaved another relieved sigh, hugging a bit tighter.
It took a few moments for Sasuke to realized that the blonde was shaking, as well as realize the slight wetness that was forming on his shoulder.
"N-Naruto?" he asked, rubbing said boy's back soothingly. Naruto let out a small sob in reply, shaking his head.
"I just c-can't really believe it. S-she was perfectly fine an h-hour ago and now she's...she's just gone." He whispered slowly through is tears. His sobs grew in number as the gravity of the situation weighed down on him, and he buried his face into Sasuke's chest.
Sasuke made hushing noises, trying to calm his distressed boyfriend, but he knew he couldn't do much. He was shocked that someone was dead, yes. And the sight of blood had triggered unwanted memories. But he hadn't personally known the girl, or even really acquainted himself with her. So he couldn't comprehend what the other children could be feeling.
"W-what are we going to do, Sasuke? A few odd noises and some objects moving around is one thing, but now there's attacks! It's fucking murder now! Whatever's in this fucking house is dangerous! We can't stay here! But we have nowhere else to go! We all going to-mmph!"
Sasuke kissed Naruto harshly, sucking and biting on the blonde's lower lip. He needed to distract the boy from his rampant thoughts. It would do no good for him to freak out right now.
Naruto gripped Sasuke's shirt, pulling him closer as their tongues battled fiercely. He needed the contact; he needed the heat of a living body to keep him grounded and stop him from sinking into terrified thoughts.
They held each other, feeling each other's rapid heartbeats and hearing the small moans they made. Finally, air came clawing at their throats, so they parted with a loud smack.
Panting and flushed they gazed into each other's eyes, seeking reassurance from each other. They understood without words one thing.
They didn't want to be alone right now.
Without a word, the two climbed into Naruto's bed, sinking under the covers and entwining their limbs. Naruto had his head pressed against Sasuke's chest, and the raven was resting his chin atop the golden hair, relishing the scent that belonged to Naruto.
They lay there in a silence that was only punctuated with a small sniffle from Naruto, or a soothing hush from Sasuke. Soon, they fell asleep, escaping the current danger of the waking world and slipping into, what they hoped, was a more peaceful land of slumber.
It was chaos.
That was the best word to describe it.
Absolute fucking chaos.
Itachi sighed wearily. 'I think I've lost about twenty years this morning alone.' He thought.
He looked up from his place in front of the burly police officer. He was giving his account of the story, but he didn't have much to say. All he could tell was he'd been sitting with the others, heard a scream from far down the hall and rushed with the others in time to see Kao lose it and start freaking out.
He peeked over his shoulder to the crimson boy, his gut wrenching at the blank look that had taken over. The boy had gone into shock, not talking to anyone. Even Kamurou couldn't get a response. He just sat there, staring ahead, the most haunted look in his dulled eyes.
Kamurou was sitting beside him, rubbing his arms and trying to coerce him into speech. Itachi grimaced at the slightly desperate look on the younger's face. He remembered that feeling.
He'd felt the same trying to get Sasuke out of his shock upon finding their parents bodies.
He sighed and turned away, not wanting to revisit those memories just then. He heard a sob to his left, and found Iruka trying to talk, but failing. Kakashi was beside him, giving the man a slight hug in an attempt to calm him down. The other caretakers, excluding Tsuande who was talking to the coroner, were upstairs taking care of the children.
Sora had locked himself in his room, refusing to talk to anyone. Sai and Kankuro has spent an hour trying to get him to open the door, but they were only met with quiet sobs or muffled yells of 'why'.
Everyone in Rei-Senzai was feeling like shit.
They had, after all, been hired to put a stop to all the supernatural bullshit that was going on, and yet they hadn't done a thing. The result?
A dead girl in the music room.
A load of guilt and responsibility weighed down on their backs, and it made them all the more determined to solve this problem.
Itachi could see the gears whirring in Kakashi's mind as he spoke to the cops. There was no way the silver haired man would sit back and keep going at their original pace now that things have reached this level.
"Itachi."
The Uchiha looked over at Shikamaru, noting the disturbed look on the boy's face. "What is it?"
"...I set up a camera in the music room, and I've just recovered the tape. You should see this."
With that, Shikamaru turned and retreated down the hall. Itachi followed, feeling the police's eyes on him, glaring suspiciously.
Idiots.
He walked after the brunette until they reached the spare room where the equipment was set up. Several monitors were set up, giving views of the many rooms in the house. Itachi noted that nothing seemed out of place except for the large blotch of black in the music room, indicating the blood.
Shikamaru reached over to a blank monitor and switched it on. The screen crackled a bit before the picture cleared, showing a blood free music room.
"Okay, this is a while we're all in the living room laughing. See here?" Shikamaru pointed to the corner. Itachi leaned in and frowned.
A small figure was crouched in the corner, reading something. He couldn't make out a face, and screen was black and white, so he couldn't determine with colours either.
"Who do you think that is?" he asked. Shikamaru gave a one shouldered shrug.
"No clue. But it's not a ghost. Now watch, they leave a few minutes before Mizuru goes in." He said, indicating the screen again.
Sure enough, the small figure stood up and scurried out of the room and less than five minutes later, Mizuru came darting in, fingers threading through her hair jerkily.
They watched as she untangled braid after braid, obviously muttering curses.
"Now here's where it gets strange." Shikamaru murmured. Itachi watched carefully.
Mizuru seemed to lose her temper and kicked a chair, sending it across the floor and into another object. As soon as it hit, the screen jerked and scrambled before straightening out. However, unlike a few seconds ago, it wasn't clear. Instead it looked like a mist had descended into the room.
"Spiritual presence." Itachi noted gravely. Shikamaru nodded.
"And it gets worse."
They watched as Kao opened the door and started signalling for her to follow.
"Looks like he might've sensed something was off."
"Ah. Looks that way."
They saw Mizuru turn away and kick the piano.
The mist swirled and the screen flickered again.
Mizuru started heading for the door and then it slammed shut.
"...What the fuck?" Itachi hissed.
They could see a shape. The figure of a man standing a way off behind the frantic girl.
"Oh my god, I'm going to be sick." Shikamaru groaned, covering his mouth as they watched a long, pink, snake-like tongue extend and tighten around the girls arm.
"Turn it off. I don't want to see more." Itachi stated, turning away. He had no desire to watch a younger girl get murdered by a spirit with a snake-tongue. Shikamaru gladly obliged and switched the screen off, his face still scrunched in disgust.
"So, we know what killed her. How do we tell that to the cops?"
Itachi groaned and rubbed his temples to ward of the oncoming headache. He thought carefully, knowing that the police wouldn't believe them even with the tape. They would most likely be arrested for fraud evidence and suspected murder.
Idiots.
"We don't. We'll solve this thing on our own. But not before making a few necessary changes."
They turned to see Kakashi leaning in the doorway, his visible eye serious.
"What changes?" Shikamaru enquired slowly. Kakashi looked at him sternly.
"The orphans and caretakers will stay somewhere else. Only the crew will stay behind, and what's more, we'll wear special protective charms. I've already got Lee and Neji working on them. Itachi," The raven looked up. "Would you prefer Sasuke go with the orphans?"
Itachi stayed very still for a moment, lost in thought. Finally, he sighed wearily.
"That is not my choice to make. I'll have to ask him. Something tells me that he's got a very big conflict going on with him right now." He said.
Kakashi nodded in understanding and turned. "Well, go ask him now. I want the children out by tonight. That's final." He said and left without another word.
Shikamaru turned to Itachi, an eyebrow raised.
"What?"
"You think Sasuke has changed his mind?"
"Maybe. With all of this happening, I think he's starting to return to his old opinion."
"So he's not going to cling to your old assurances anymore? But even so, why would he stay here when it's unsafe?" Shikamaru asked. Itachi smiled slightly.
"No. He's gone past clinging to my every word. And Sasuke has never been one to run away. He'll stay."
"Sasuke?"
...
"Sasuke, come on. Say something."
...
Nothing. Not even a batted eyelid.
Itachi let out an exhausted breath, his normally expressionless face scrunching up in concern. It had been two weeks since their parents were killed, and Sasuke had yet to say a word. The older raven already had his hands full with police, news reporters and lawyers. Every day was draining, and it didn't help to come home and find out there was no progress with his beloved little brother.
"Sasuke. You know I'm here for you. I'm still here, and I'm not going to leave" He called out just once more. This would be his last attempt that night. Then he would tuck his little brother into bed and retire himself.
He watched as his brother remained blank, feeling his chest clench painfully with each passing second of silence. He let out another tired sigh before standing up. He was about to turn and go to his own room when he heard a whimper and felt a tug on his sleeve.
Freezing in his tracks, he slowly glanced over his shoulder.
The sight that met him made his heart ache.
Sasuke sat on his bed, the covers hiding his legs from view. One hand was bracing himself up. The other was stretched out and clutching tightly to Itachi's sleeve. But what made Itachi's heart ache was the look on the boy's face.
His once blank eyes were bright with unshed tears, and pleading. His lower lip was trapped in his teeth as he fought against the trembles, but even so Itachi could see how shaky he was.
The older raven turned around to face his brother, bending down and pulling the smaller boy into a hug. Sasuke returned it shakily, burying his head into Itachi's shoulder. His small frame began to tremble and soon Itachi could feel his shoulder becoming damp with the smaller boy's tears.
"Shh..It's okay, Sasuke. I'm here." He whispered soothingly, rubbing the boy's back. Sasuke sniffled miserably and pulled back just enough to look into his big brother's face.
"B-but they're d-dead! They were k-killed!" he whimpered. Itachi's eyes saddened and he reached one hand to brush a few tears away from the boy's eyes.
"Yes. But we are alive. And we will continue living, just like they wanted us to." He said firmly. Sasuke hiccupped and Itachi pulled him into another hug.
A few moments passed with nothing but the soft sobs of the younger boy. The sun had set fully, and the small lamp beside Sasuke's bed was dim, casting long shadows over their figures. Itachi made a mental note to get a new bulb. He knew Sasuke was nervous around the dark now.
"Nii-san?"
"Yes?"
"...Did a ghost really kill mom and dad?"
Itachi paused, wondering what to say to this. He had always known spirits were real. After all, his friend Kakashi had gotten into a few troubles with the supernatural, and he'd dragged Itachi along for the ride, unfortunately.
He also knew that Sasuke had never quite known what to think. When he'd heard about ghosts, the small boy had questioned their existence. Itachi wondered whether if was the best thing for his little brother to know the truth.
"Why do you ask?"
"B-because, if it was a ghost...then we aren't safe! We can't go anywhere to be safe from them! They can go through walls and yet they can kill us too! How are we going to fight a ghost!" the younger replied fearfully.
No...it would be better for him if he didn't know the truth. Itachi couldn't let his little brother live in such fear.
"No. Ghosts aren't real. Whatever happened to mother and father, it has a logical explanation behind it." He said evenly.
For the rest of the night, Sasuke spent hours trying to figure out logical ways that there parents were killed. Although it didn't make him feel better about their deaths, Itachi could see he wasn't scared anymore. He gave an invisible smile.
Sometimes, one must lie to keep those they love, innocent.
"Sasuke."
The door made a slight creaking noise as Itachi carefully pushed it open. The sight that greeted him almost forced a smile on his face, but he caught it in time.
Sasuke was lying on the bed, on his back. One arm was slung upwards carelessly, his fingers curled against the headboard. His hair was splayed out around his face, his lips slightly parted as he breathed deeply. A head of golden hair was resting peacefully on his chest, rising slowly with each breath the raven took. Naruto's hands were curled childishly near his face, and the tiny little snores that escaped only served to add to the young image. Sasuke's other arm was wrapped protectively around the blonde's shoulders, hugging him close.
Itachi carefully advanced into the room, trying not to make any noise. He managed to get beside the bed and crouched down.
He watched his little brother and his boyfriend sleep, and allowed the smallest of smiles to show through. He noticed a slight tear trail on the blonde's cheeks, and slowly reached forward to brush it away.
His wrist was caught in a death grip and he jerked his head up in surprise. He calmed down seeing it was only Sasuke. The younger raven was staring at him, his eyes still blurred from sleep but alter. When the boy's vision cleared, he relaxed his grip and gave a sigh. "I thought you were some homicidal spirit." He whispered. Itachi shrugged.
"Spirit, no. Homicidal, maybe." He replied. Sasuke smirked.
"So why are you here?"
"Kakashi wants the orphans to leave this house and stay somewhere else until we get rid of these spirits."
Sasuke's smirk faded and was replaced with a thoughtful frown.
"That is most likely the best idea. It's best to keep innocents away." He said quietly, glancing down at the sleeping blonde. Itachi noticed the optical movement and sighed.
"You can go with them."
Sasuke snapped his head up, glaring at his brother. "You think I'm too weak to deal with a bunch of ectoplasm spewing pricks?" he growled.
Itachi raised his hands in a peaceful gesture. "Not at all. Once you learn a banish chant or whatever, I know you'd be very capable. However, Kakashi and I are thinking about your newest bond. You'd be in danger staying here. In fact, I'm sure Kakashi is going to force quite a few of our own members to leave. He'll most likely only keep the older and more experienced ones."
Sasuke thought for a moment, glancing at the blonde again. After a long silence he looked back at his brother. "What are the chances of us fixing this thing?" he asked.
Itachi sighed. "The less people there are, the less chance we have of finding the problem. We do need help, but at the same time, we can't risk other's lives without their consent. Most of the crew are still young. They shouldn't be risking their lives like this." He muttered the last part.
Sasuke rolled his eyes. "If that's the case, why the hell did you hire such young people?" he retorted. It seemed Itachi had nothing to answer to that.
The two Uchiha's sat in silence for a long while, the only thing breaking it being the gentle snores and occasional murmurs from the dozing blonde.
"I'll stay."
Itachi looked up from his lap, seeing Sasuke staring down at the blonde on his chest. The older raven gave a small smirk.
"You want to protect him by getting rid of the thing that might kill him." He stated. Sasuke spared him a glare before returning his softened gaze to the boy.
"Yes. So what? I want to protect something important. You said you need all the help you can get right? Well, I'm a part of this company, so I'm going to do my job." He said quietly, running his fingers over one of Naruto's cheeks, tracing the whisker like markings.
Itachi watched the affectionate gesture, slightly impressed.
"You've only known him for a few days and yet you've fallen head over heel for him." He commented. Sasuke smirked.
"Yeah, guess it was fate." He said. Itachi chuckled, well aware that his brother was mocking Neji's way of thinking. He looked back at the couple and sighed again.
"Very well. I'll tell Kakashi your decision. Later on Lee is going to be teaching everyone some simple banishing chants and protection spells or whatever. Be in the living room by then. And good luck telling your boyfriend that you're putting your life on the line." He said, smirking at the scowl sent his way.
When he was out in the corridor, however, his smirk was replaced with a determined grimace.
He wondered how many other members would stay despite the danger.
Kakuzu drove slowly up the trail, heading for the old mansion he'd visited the previous day. He'd gotten a call from Kakashi moments before leaving, and had been shocked to hear about the death of one of the orphans.
"I'm going to do a full sweep of that house! I'll bet it's Lord Jashin! He's very brutal that way! The fucker."
Kakuzu gave a mental sigh and glanced to his partner in the passenger seat. Why they put him with Hidan of all people was beyond him.
Why Hidan was even considered an employee of Rei-Senzai was even more confusing. The guy did fuck all.
Kakuzu was in charge of the finances since Kakashi sucked at Maths. He also delivered most of the things left behind.
Sasori and Deidara were in charge of gathering information. Sasori had a way of manipulating people, like some sort of puppeteer, and could often get classified info rather easily. Deidara was a master at finding blue prints.
On the side, Deidara dealt with explosive material. You never knew when blowing shit up would come in handy some day.
Kisame had a lot of contacts that could get a lot of business and useful comrades.
Then there were a few other field agents who dealt with cases elsewhere.
Currently, Pein, Konan, Zetsu and Tobi were in L.A. Something about a haunted theatre.
"And then, they'll have to offer him a live sacrifice. Only if they do that will he spare the res of those bitches souls. Heh."
"Hidan. Shut up."
"Fuck you, money-bags."
"I'm going to kill you."
"As if you could asshole!"
Kakuzu sighed, this time audibly. He glanced at the small clock on the dashboard.
Great. Still another ten minutes before they arrived.
Hopefully he didn't crash the car in an attempt to find some silence before then.
Lol, team Zombie moment.
And so there's the second part of that chapter. How was it? I have no idea when the next update shall come out, so please bear with me! Read a bunch of other great stories while you wait! And just a reminder, I've only got the basic idea of what I want to happen. I haven't really planned this whole story out. I'm thumbsucking the minor details as I go along, so sorry if some things are pretty anticlimatic!
Anyhoo, hope you enjoyed. OH! Before I forget! Those spells and shit in the last chapter? I made those up. They are in no way real, I practicallypulled the words out of my ass just to get something there!