Okay, I know this is long overdue but I lost my notebook I wrote the remaining chapters in and recently found it. I was also working on my other Naruto fic entitled Hide & Seek. Check it out!
Enjoy the chapter!
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"Come on, Sakurako! Let's go!" I yelled.
I could hear my sister's pants and shaky breaths. We--okay, more like I--decided to trek up to the Uchiha Provinence. Just out of curiosity.
"I'm sweating here!" Sakurako yelled from behind. I continued up the hill.
"I swear to god I could fill bottles with it!" she yelled again. I just ignored her. We had walked eight miles in nintey degree heat and I really hope our destination isn't police blocked.
I reached the top and looked down, there were a series of houses down the hill. Sakurako collapsed once she joined me, being the Drama Queen she is.
"Come on, Sakurako," I said with a sigh.
"Sakurako?" I asked and turned around. She wasn't where she was before. I looked over at the patch of sunflowers. She was on her knees, trying to cut one with a knife.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm picking these for them,"
"Them?"
"Our dead relatives. They aren't all bad," she glanced at me and then cut another one, "one of two rotten eggs don't spoil the bunch."
Sakurako put them in her bag and picked up her guitar case. "Race you," she said and sprinted off.
Oh, now she runs.
The province was huge. Tons of houses and roads made it seem like a labryinth. But we had no problem finding our dad's house. It was three stories tall and very wide. A brick wall with a fence in the middle guarded it. I jogged up and climbed up. With a grunted I balanced myself on the top. "Gimmie your bag," I told my sister.
She did what I said and I threw into the yard. I jumped to the other side and pulled out a rope.
Ring!
I fished my cell phone out of my pocket and flipped it open.
To: Miyuki
From: Motoko
HELP! I'm at 390 S. Shiba in a small warehouse on the 2nd floor. Some guys kidnapped me.
"Sakurako, I need to go. Stay here, and if I don't come back in one hour don't hesitate to call tell Mom or Dad!" I said as I reached into my bag for a pen.
"Are you nuts? We should get help from the police," Sakurako replied. I ripped my hat off once I finished writing the address on my arm. I placed the pen, the note, and my hat on the grassy ground and opened the gate.
"Bye!"
I ran as fast as I could, which after the first three miles wasn't very fast, but I got to the abandoned village which seemed to be abandoned warehouses instead of houses. I stopped to chatch my breath. My shirt was probably stained with sweat on the pits, but it didn't matter to me.
This was the place. I looked at the windows and saw nothing, they were just bored up. I walked to the door and pushed it open, it was dark and only led to a flight of stairs. I walked up them slowly, putting my heel down first to silence my steps. Once I got to the second floor (a minute or two later), I looked around-- no one was there. The house was eerily quiet.
"Motoko?" I asked.
Two pairs of horny hands grabbed my arms and I screamed but the one of the hands slapped tape over my mouth. I screamed through the tape, my eyes darting to the one that got up from a old, leather arm chair. The man had a shaved head and black, leather pants on with a black shirt.
"You fucking bitch," he snapped at me. I felt my heart skip a beat as he walked up to me, "How fucking annoying, put her with the other,"
One of the men dragged me to the wall and shoved me down, causing a pain in my butt. "Your our toys now," he growled.
I was scared, I'll admit that.
"Bring her over here," the leader instructed. A another guy put tape over my mouth and tied my hands with rope behind my back really tightly.
Just then, a ring went off.
"TRhe hell is that?" the leader said, looking around frantically. He went over to Motoko's purse and pulled out her pink cell phone.
"Who's this?"
I cringed and looked over at my friend.
"Help us!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping the guy on the other end of the phone call would here me.
The boss shut the phone and threw it to the ground. It broke in pieces and stormed over to me. He stroke my face and I fell over. He grabbed my neck and slammed me into the nearest wall. I grunted and felt tears well up in my eye.
"Mhm!" motoko kicked him the shin.
"Agh!" he yelled and dropped me. He glared at us and kicked over a nearby bin. A smelly, liquid poured out stopping a few inches away from us. He then pulled out his lighter and ignited it and let it fall to the ground.
"Die, bitches!" he yelled and ran off. I wanted to scream 'you too' but I couldn't. The men ran off, laughing.
I looked over at Motoko, who had tears in her eyes. I stood up and tried to reach my kunai pouch with my hands tied. I finally did and was able to cut the ropes open and raced over to undo Motoko's.
I shut my eyes and ripped off the duck tape on my mouth. Ow! Well, at least I don't need to wax for a year.
"That way!" I said, pointing at the desk. I stood on top and jumped over the flames. I checked myself to see if any embers had caught onto my clothes.
"Come on!" I yelled at Motoko. This was serious.
"We're going to die here," she said, shaking her head.
"No, we're not! Come on! You'll be fine," I said. She jumped over the flames and fell onto the cold ground.
"Come on!" I yelled again. She ran over to me and I grabbed her hand. We ran down the stairs and ran down the alley. We didn't stop until we were blocks away just in case the building blew up.
"I'm sorry," I said once I caught my breath. "You got into this because of me."
"No, it's okay," she said.
It was all my fault, if I didn't get her involded with Soujirou's revenge (or was it mine?) none of this would have happened.
"Here," she said and pulled out a photo from her pocket. Miki had a pained expression her face like she was about to cry and had egg yokes dripping off her hair.
And I couldn't find the ability to smile.
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P.S :This is the second to the last chapter. Which will be up by Saturday!
-Emiko Ishida