Chapter 11 Everyday It Will Rain...
The three boys stiffened. I was panting very hard, scared to the point of almost fainting. My chest rising and falling so quickly it wasn't funny. "What are you four Jounin ninja doing here? Out on a mission?" That voice...I've heard it before... It's not Orochimaru's. Whose is it? "Doesn't matter what we're doing out here," Tenzo replied. The Akatsuki member laughed. That laugh... Who is it for fuck's sake?! "I think it does especially seeing as I know your...intentions." I thought back to all the Akatsuki members I've seen and heard. Not many. Probably just Orochimaru, Kisame and Itachi Uchiha. That was it. It's Itachi. "Itachi," I whispered. He obviously turned his head to me because his chin was resting on my head now it's on my shoulder. "Mm? Yes?" His seductive voice sounded a bit like Kakashi's. "Can you please let these three go. I will do whatever you want. I swear," I panted uneasily. Itachi laughed a bit. Never heard him laugh so much in my life. It's a new record. Twice in one day. "Why should I?" he questioned. I sighed. "Because they were never meant to do this mission. It was a cover up. I was put into this group for a certain reason. I knew this whole time where we were going, what we were meant to do. But my mission was different. My mission...was to become Orochimaru's servant again. Or a spy for the Akatsuki. That's my mission," I lied. Of course, the others didn't know this so they were shocked...very shocked... Itachi looked at the others. "Fair enough. You're coming with me." He started to pull me along when he jumped out of the way of a Shuriken. I don't know who threw it, but I think they just blew my cover. The Kunai at my neck slipped deep into my skin. It stung and I cried out in pain. I'm so useless. I can't summon like this! I can't do anything! "Try that again and we will see what happens," Itachi smirked. I looked at my favourite boys. Tenzo who had a funny sense of humour, Iruka who was fun to argue with...most of the time and my favourite of all, Kakashi Hatake. The man I loved, who gave me space when I needed it most. He understood me, helped me. I realised that they all had Shuriken out. Four in each hand. Except Iruka. He had...six. Where is the other? I tried to twist my head around to look at the Akusuki member. I felt something trickle down my stomach. I looked down as far as I could. The Shuriken, as it would seem, was thrown into me.