Kasai no Oni – Here is a tissue! Don't cry!
Thomas Drovin – Thanks for your awesome support, like always! Enjoy this chapter!
WARNING! This chapter will contain mature contents, half-rape and gruesome things! Don't said I didn't warn you guys!
So not happening!
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By Angelbloodlover
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~ Everybody knows how to raise children, except the people who have them.
P. J. O'Rourke
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Chapter 10: Kunoichi Training
I fluttered my eyes open as I stared at a dark ceiling, not moving at all. It was such a long time ago that I had a good night's rest. I just wanted to sleep, even a coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind.
"Did he rape my head, too?" I wondered quietly, feeling lifeless.
I started counting the cracks in the wall, wondering how many days, months, years I had to stay in this hell-hole. How many days did pass anyway? Was it two weeks? No, it couldn't be that because it felt much longer.
Was it a year? How old was I anyway? Was I six?
Ha! As if! I've grown quite fast, faster than I had expected, which wasn't normal in my case because when I looked at myself I saw someone around the ten but I was like… I didn't know how old I was. That day when I left Konoha I was six.
..Hmm. Another year had passed because Orochimaru mocked about how I was growing.
And another one had passed because I heard Kakuzu talking about it as he counted his money, that greedy bastard.
Another one because that was when Kabuto joined Team Orochimaru, can you hear the sarcasm? Our group is expanding, Orochimaru, Kabuto and me. Yay! But still I didn't see much of Kabuto since he was in Konoha playing the little spy for Sasori and Orochimaru. That was some months ago, so I'm what, nine years old, how lovely is that. Nine years old. Six years of my life spent with the snake. Absolutely lovely. Now, I can't even imagine life without Orochimaru, he is always by my side; in the base, during training, during the missions. Everywhere. Fucking everywhere.
Orochimaru had a dark sense of humour, giving me a special kind of training, one that I detested with every fibre of mind. The things he made me do all in name of training. He was a sick person, no sliver of humanity inside of him.
"As a female you'll grow differently than the opposite gender. You're a kunoichi and you'll have to use your body as a weapon too, Keiko-chan." Orochimaru grinned darkly, making my eyes go wide at his statement.
He was right about the surprise part, training got so hard that I can't even twitch my fingers after his training program. After that he sets me up with one of the male ninja's, ordering me to do things I didn't even do at my age, heck, I didn't even know about those things.
"I have a feeling you'll grow into a beautiful woman, seeing how you attracted the two famed Uchiha's of the Uchiha clan." His grin widened, if that was even possible. "Now, I'll let you train on those female skills of yours with a shinobi." He motioned towards a shinobi that bowed till the waist for Orochimaru, his eyes never leaving my face. And an emotionless kunoichi that did the same as the first ninja.
"You know the limits, I want her to stay pure. Don't disappoint me or I'll have to kill you." Orochimaru threatened, exuding pure killer intent, making the shinobi and kunoichi paralyzed on the spot, fear clear in their eyes. "H-hai, Lord Orochimaru."
Satisfied with that response, he dismissed the two, "Good, now take her away and start the lessons. I want her to be puuuurfect." He purred in amusement, watching me his yellow orbs.
As they beckoned me to follow them, I did so with slight hesitation, fearing the worst.
I shuddered as the memory played further. I wanted to take another shower but I didn't have the strength left in me. And I still had a bit of time left before my training with Orochimaru would start and afterwards that horrible kunoichi training.
When we arrived the room looked clean, a twin-sized bed in the middle, a wardrobe at the left side, a night table at the right side of the bed, a long mirror with a table and four chairs on each side. "First, show-" "Shut up, Ran. I'll start and then you can pick up the strings where I left them." He smiled evilly as he advanced on me. With each step that he took I walked backwards until I felt a wall behind me.
"Nowhere to hide."
The woman sighed in annoyance, "Fine, but don't go over board or Lord Orochimaru will kill us."
"Whatever. Let me enjoy this innocent flower for a bit. I don't get why Lord Orochimaru is so obsessed with this bad excuse of a kunoichi." He picked me up roughly as he walked towards the bed. I kicked and lashed out with my nails as hard as I could but somehow I couldn't use my chakra. "That's right, Lord Orochimaru sealed your chakra for this training."
I clutched my head, curling in a ball, trying to push those memories away.
"Stop! I don't want this!"
He had slapped me and then dropped me on the bed, restraining my knees as he sat on them and tying my arms on the bed. "Less talking, more sucking." A heavy lump appeared in my throat as he unzipped his pants, his throbbing member in front of my face.
I gagged as I turned my head away. Every time I was slapped harshly on the cheeks and then he would pull my hair, making me scream but I held my mouth tightly, not wanting to do this nasty thing.
"Start sucking, bitch." He spat in disgust, pulling my hair hard, making me cringe as the pain made me see black spots. "All women love semi-rape. They love to be taken."
"…It's a little girl." Ran said in irritation, rolling her eyes at his stupidity.
The man ignored the woman who was watching everything with cold emotionless eyes. "Tch. Girl, woman, does is it make any difference? They all have a hole where I can pound them into oblivion."
I forced the tears away as I slowly gave up, opening my mouth a bit, leaning closer but the man wasn't satisfied with the slow torture and pounded his member in my mouth, making me want to puke over his face, especially when he started moaning in pleasure. He didn't even have an ounce of decency or compassion as he forced my mouth on his cock.
I was angry, I was scared, I was furious, I was ashamed of my weak self but most of all I got my pride ripped from me.
This was called rape.
How could they? An eight year old girl getting raped. This was outrageous! Little Keiko didn't deserve this. Tears appeared in my eyes, something that made the man chuckle darkly, as I tried to fight them off. But it was too much. How could someone except me to be perfect?
Did they think I was strong and emotionless?
Did they think I didn't have a heart?
Did they think I wasn't a small girl?
Didn't they think how unfair all of this was?
…No, because they loved hurting innocent people.
I ran towards the bathroom, ripping my clothes off as I practically ran for the shower, wanting to get this dirty feeling off me. Looking up, droplets of water appeared slowly and then a stream followed, purifying my body.
…purifying my sins because water cleansed the evil out of me.
Like being baptized within the Christian belief, Jesus was baptized and declared as the Messiah of the Christian people. He was their saviour.
But then again, who would be my saviour..?
I closed my eyes and relished in the splashing sounds of the water as if they were telling her a story. I could feel the humidity in the air, could hear the pounding of my heart slowing down in a gentle hum. I don't know how long I was in the shower but seeing how wrinkly my skin I was I could say that it was long.
A knock against the door made me look up in surprise, Damn, how long did I stay in here?
Hurrying up, I quickly dried myself with the towel and took some comfy black pants, a black tank top and black ninja sandals. I had training so comfortable clothes were required, in my opinion and even then you won't see me in a dress, not in this shit-hole. This place wasn't worth one second of my attention. The knocking became rapidly, obvious that the person wasn't that impatient. I strapped bandages around the end of my pants and my thighs where a newly stocked kunai pouch was at my left thigh. As I walked to the door I pulled my black fingerless gloves into my hands, fitting perfectly. All black clothes, doesn't that make you feel happy to be me?
When I opened the door I was shocked to see Kabuto standing there with another shinobi, probably the impatient one and someone I had never seen, Kabuto was a snob and a butt-kisser, wanting to please Orochimaru-sama. Raising an eye brow, I looked at Kabuto, waiting for him to speak up.
"We'll start with the kunoichi training. Change into these clothes." Kabuto spoke politely, handing me colourful clothes and high-heeled sandals.
The moment I took them from Kabuto, I slammed the door in front of them. I wasn't going to be polite towards Kabuto. Kabuto, I tell you! The freak who experimented with his body, stuffing DNA's of different strong people, making him look like a mutated snake-dragon.
…The horror.
I held the clothes in front of me, looking with distaste at the slutty clothes. Man, these are practically for whores!
I fumed as I took off my clothes and replaced them with the hideous coloured clothes and black stilettos; a red tank top with a mid-thigh skirt that was inches from showing my butt. What the heck? Orochimaru had a sick way of humouring himself.
He knew I could understand everything. He was trying to break me mentally. …Slowly, step by step until I won't be able to think properly and follow his orders like a blind dog.
When I was finished I opened the door with a bit more of force than necessary. Kabuto didn't say anything but his raised eye brow was answer enough. I ignored him as I walked towards the seducing room with as much of pride I had left. The clicking of my high-heeled sandals clicking against the ground, making the sound echo through the cave. I was glad that I had experience walking on high heels, at least something good came from being dropped in this world within a child's body, I still had all my memories, knowledge and experience.
We arrived in front of a door where a wide, spacious room was hidden, the room of my nightmares. I didn't even know how many times I came to this cursed room, only that everything was imprinted in my head. I had read many books about rape, the mental problems that would come with it, the sleepless nights, nightmares, afraid of men and so many more.
But one thing was sure for me.
Rape was a crime against my sleep and memory; it's after image imprints itself like an irreversible negative from the camera obscure of dreams. Though my body would heal, my soul had sustained a damage beyond compensation.
There were sick people who thought that women loved to be raped, they loved the sweet brutality that bruised their body, making the act of love so piercingly wonderful. This was so wrong! How could they think we loved that kind of torture? How could they think that we loved to get hurt?
But I was a measly little girl, what could I say to make them think otherwise?
Absolutely nothing.
I had watched the anime, manga and felt always excited after it but now I could say truthfully without flinching that I downright hated it. I wish I never read them, never saw them, never met with the world of anime and manga.
Sadly, it did and now I was stuck in this world. Granted, my previous life wasn't all happiness and sunshine but at least I had some human rights.
"Start with dancing, followed by the tea ceremony." Ran's voice shook me out of my thoughts.
I closed my eyes and I let my body flow gracefully as I imagined music being played, the sound of violins, piano, … all mixed together. The drumming of the drums made me quicken my pace, the clicking of my heels started to get louder and I let the wonderful melodies drown me, making sure that I won't be able to wake up again. My heartbeat was stammering faster as the melody was rushing towards the climax, indicating that it was almost finished. As the ending was coming closer the adrenaline in my body was slowing down and I stopped.
Opening my eyes I looked at the cold eyes of my 'sensei' as she smirked proudly. The first real emotion that I saw in her eyes. I thought she was a robot without any emotions. Heck, robots have more emotions than her.
"Good. Lord Orochimaru would like to see this."
I sighed softly as I knelt at the table, starting with the tea ceremony, something that I hated with passion. It was so boring! How could people accept this, do this without sleeping? The first three times I had literally fell asleep, my head falling face-first on the table. Although, my sleepless nights didn't help in that matter, either. Looking at both sides, I could safely say that I was screwed.
I stifled yawning, looking at my sensei as I poured the tea in the cups. My look screaming the obvious: BORED!
Normally, you have to wear a traditional kimono to make it more fancier but I needed to wear these slutty clothes because according Ran-sensei I had to feel normal in clothes that showed more flesh than usual. Sure, in my previous life I put on shorts, tank tops, etc. but that was when it was summer or when I was at the beach, not to feel "used" to these kind of clothes, I felt like fucking porcelain doll- one with many cracks.
"You know what to do." Ran-sensei's voice ringed through my ears, crossing her arms as she looked at me with a sinister smirk.
I blinked at her, stared and stood up walking towards the excited male shinobi. Ran-sensei made sure I would feel comfortable around every type of men.
Translation: impatient ones, angry ones, harsh ones, …
I started counting off so time would move faster because in this dark place I had two enemies.
Orochimaru.
…and Time itself.
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"Get up." Orochimaru hissed lowly as he watched my chest heave up and down.
Struggling, I stood up, putting my hands on my knees, using them as a leverage to raise my upper body part. I could only hear the rushing of my blood as my heart was ready to jump out of my chest. Who wouldn't when they were in my place?
I would run away as far as possible from me.
I ran at him, pushing against my limits, feeling my body starting to give up. We were training for eight hours straight. Surely, he should have an ounce of humanity in him to see that my body was still young and wouldn't be able to keep up with him. He kicked me lazily against my abdomen, followed by a punch in my gut, making blood gobble out of my mouth. He grimaced in disgust as he tilted his head to the left, evading the blood. Quickly as a Sannin could, he pulled me up, pale fingers holding my black shirt.
"I hate.. you." I wheezed out as I forced the tears of frustration away. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing me like that.
He saw me crying enough as it was.
"And here I thought you would love me. I was just planning to send you to a mission. Alone."
I jerked my head in surprise, wondering what this mission was about. "What mission?" I asked him with narrowed eyes.
"To test your loyalty of course," was his reply.
I had a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that nothing good would come out of this. Squeezing my eyes shut, I prayed that it won't be anything horrifying, although I was starting to lose hope in that matter.
"our objective is to go to Tanzuka, along with some of my underlings, and eradicate the entire village. They have made contact with Konoha. Make sure you teach them to never disobey my rules. Don't fail me, Keiko, you won't like the consequences."
He turned around and walked away, leaving me there to sob pitiful.
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I stared at my team and scoffed at them, feeling my patience snap. They kept belittling me because Orochimaru took interest in me. If they wanted him so badly, they could have him. It wasn't as if I enjoyed his attention.
"Shut up. Or I'll kill you." I whispered sinisterly behind the man who kept smirking at me, kunai at his throat. He was one of the men that had the pleasure to be a part of the kunoichi training.
His smirk aggravated me even more, anger bubbling within me. Without feeling pity for him, I slashed his head off, hearing the loud squelch sound of his head fall on the ground and burst open, blood and brains goo splattered on the ground. "Tch. Asshole."
The rest of the trip went quiet and none of them dared to say anything in case I would snap again. I've had it with them and their fucking behaviour. How dare they laugh at my predicament, insult my pride and get away with it. I sped up my pace but the moment I heard life flood in the village, I froze. The fact that I had to kill them off didn't register in my brains until now. The female ninja stopped and watched me carefully, "Why are you stopping?"
I didn't know what to do. I was feeling helpless. I was feeling scared for those villagers who were about to be slaughtered like sheep. With reluctance, I followed the kunoichi and then I froze again. I heard people scream, innocent ones, children, women, men. Their cries and pleas reached my ears and I crouched down, trying to keep those sounds out. "Please…stop." Suddenly I heard a small child run away, underneath me, another sound shinobi following after the small child. My eyes snapped open and I jumped down, blocking his path. "Leave that chil-" My eyes widened when he charged at me, "Get out of my way, whore!"
I growled in anger and flickered behind him, throwing three kunai's at him, effectively killing him on spot. The small child stopped and looked at me with wide eyes, "Miss… are you here-" His eyes bulged out, blood dripping down his mouth and behind him was the same kunoichi that had talked to me, eyes narrowed.
"Lord Orochimaru won't be happy to hear about this." She inclined her head towards the dead body of the shinobi and then at me, "I can understand why Lord Orochimaru is interested in you. The chakra you are exuding is huge but your personality not so much. You are more trouble than you're worth." She spat out, glaring at me. "He should have chosen me. I can kill of my heart for him. I will obey his every command in contrary to you…" She twisted the kunai and the boy started coughing, trashing, screaming for help.
And I stood there, seeing red spots in front me. "You monster!" I shouted loudly, charging at her. She smirked and dropped the lifeless body on the ground, avoiding my punch at her face. "You suck, literally." The way she said it, made me even angrier.
I growled loudly and somersaulted over her, stabbing her with my kunai and impaling her shoulder. The screech of pain she emitted made me grin wickedly. "I see you suck even more." In the background, the village quieted down until five more sound shinobi's appeared, all sporting an amused grin on their faces.
"Lord Orochimaru won't be happy about this," one of them spoke up, twirling his kunai.
Another one smirked in glee, "At least we get to kill."
That made my anger boil even more and chuckling ominously, I started slashing harder, pushing more chakra in my hits and limbs. I could hear her cry from the pain but I didn't stop, I continued chopping her until I was all but covered in blood and there was no human in front of me. I turned my eyes to the rest of them and watched with satisfaction as they took a few steps backwards.
"Don't get in my way," I spoke nefariously, walking towards the dead body of that innocent boy. I could feel the unpleasant churn in my stomach, I could feel my eyes water but I pushed them away as I picked the boy up, pushing some strands away. He did look peaceful, although his death had been too painful. Glaring at the five of them, I summoned ten clones, all digging the ground. No words were spoken. It wasn't needed.
Until…
"Some crazy chick we get to take." The man glared and stopped in front of me. "Why are you burying them? They are dead."
Without another word, I stabbed both his feet, crucifying him on spot. The sharp cry made me shiver in glee, looking up I smirked, twirling another kunai, "I think I'll crucify you like Jesus. He was a loved person." He started struggling and ripped his feet off, falling on the ground. Another scream tore his throat. "Ahn, that's some nice music." No one helped him as I crucified his hands, watching him in wicked happiness. I didn't know why I was doing this but I was starting to love it.
Moving my eyes to the rest of them, I was happy to see them shiver and walk backwards, away from my crazy self. "How mean, you're walking away." With a pout, I stood up, watching the crucified shinobi underneath me bled to death. "Why don't you join your friend?" With a crazy smile, I charged at them, together with my clones.
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"Where is the rest of your group?" Orochimaru asked with a raised brow.
I smirked, peering at him through my blood-crusted lashes, "Dead." Blood was literally dripping off my body and the stench of death was following me.
Orochimaru grinned widely, "Is that so?"
I giggled loudly, then laughed and finally I was hysterically sobbing and laughing. All the while Orochimaru watched my resolve crack slightly on. He knew he was close to break me and this made him laugh in glee. "Wonderful!"
Another dark chuckle, "Absolutely wonderful, my innocent Keiko-chan." That pet name made my sobbing even louder until I had no tears left in my eyes. I didn't even know who I was anymore… Who was I? Someone, help me!
