Author's Note:

Hey everybody! Know it's been a while, and I really don't have that great of an excuse, but here it is. I've been on vacation for at least two weeks, I was working on school stuff (you know, when school was actually still going for me, which it hasn't been for a while…), I've been drawing EPIC PICTURES OF EPICNESS, and being a total lazy-butt. So…yeah…I'm terribly, terribly sorry, and I hope you all forgive me and aren't too angry! I've decided to give myself a small break here, and so my updates won't be as fast as they…well, were in the beginning. They'll probably be far apart… BUT! Do not despair just yet! I'm going to make sure the chapters from now on are longer, and essentially better than the others, so… CHEERS!

I give a big thank you to all my reviewers and readers! PEOPLE! ONCE YOU FINISH A CHAPTER, REVIEW! It keeps me motivated…and chapters may come out faster the more reviews I get…

Well, enough of my ranting! Here's another tasty chapter! Itadakimasu!

Disclaimer:

I don't own anything except my ideas and OC's! Nope, nada! Zip, zero!

Chapter 11: Where Are We Running?

"Kid…? Y-You…okay?" I asked tentatively. I poked his motionless body with this stick I found over in the bushes, but got no response except for a small twitch and an imperceptible groan of pain.

Looking around the dense forest we were currently resting at I confirmed, to my dismay, that there was no one there to help. Seems Toshiro and Gaara hadn't caught up yet. Not to mention Sasuke and Bethany.

Wow…*low whistle*…I think losing that much blood could be considered lethal…right?

I-I think so…is there any way to stop the bleeding?

Well, first, there'd have to be an actual wound…and seeing as he just freaked out because the way he was carrying you wasn't symmetrical, I don't think there is one…*mumbles* unless you count brain damage… *mumble*

Wait, just a minute ago you were squeeling about how hot and smexy he is!

Did I say anything about him not being hot and smexy? No, I just said I think he may have a mental problem.

Oh. Well…I think I might have to agree with you there…

You have to agree with me at all times, no matter what I say. Understand me, slave?

…

Yeah, I have no idea either…forget what I said…

…let's just…move on…

Yep…

When Kid picked me up and ran earlier, he dashed into the forest near the park by Bethany's house. Even though we were a good mile and a half away -the forest is freaking HUGE- explosions and battle sounds could still be heard from the direction of Bethany's house.

Well, while we were running, Kid noticed that he was holding me bridal style. To his dismay, it wasn't symmetrical. He then proceeded to choke, spurt blood from his mouth and nose, then dive bomb to the ground. I used a little of my powers to slow our descent, seeing as the enemy was already here and it wouldn't matter if they could detect me now.

Currently, we're occupying this small little clearing in the woods. The trees are still dense up top, so not much sunlight soaked through the canopy leaves. But to my delight, there were a couple wooden logs set in a circle, so I had a place to lay Kid's lifeless body and a place for me to sit.

I guess I'll just have to wait for Toshiro, Gaara, Sasuke, and Bethany to get here…

Hm…let's play a game!

What kind of game?

I Spy?

Eh…nah. There isn't much to "spy" here…

True, true… Baywatch?

…you want to play…BAYWATCH? Do you even know how the game works?

No…why? Is it bad?

K-Kinda…l-let's just not play that…and besides, you wouldn't be able to play anyway, you have no physical form!

Okay…then…ARGH! I DON'T KNOW! LET'S JUST PLAY FRICKIN' I SPY, GOSH DANGIT!

…O-okay…

Good, now I spy with my little eye…something GREEN!

…

…

…seriously? Green? In a forest?

Hehehehehehe~, you'll never guess which SPECIFIC green thing I spied.

Fine. That tree.

Nope!

Then…that tree.

No!

…That tree.

Nuh-uh!

…that tree…

Hey! You already guessed that one!

No, I meant the other one.

Oh…well dang…

Wait…you're not seriously saying I guessed right, are you?

Yeah, you did…

Wow…okay, my turn! I spy…something BROWN!

That twig by your foot.

…

…what?

…you did NOT just seriously pick that…

I guessed right, didn't I?

Yeah…but how-

I'm in your subconscious, remember? I know what you're thinking at all times.

…YOU CHEATER!

Hehehehehe~! My turn!

Hey, don't cut me off with your-

I spy with my little eye…

…gosh dangit…

…something BLUE!

The sky?

Nope! Wait…the blue thing's getting bigger…holy crap! Run! Get up and run now! That's not just a blue blob, RUN!

W-wait, what?

And then it hit me. Literally.

A fist connected with my face, sending me backwards, and straight into the trunk of an oak. Before I even had a chance to catch my breath, it was knocked out of me by yet another fist aimed at my stomach.

I gave a shallow cough, blood spurting out in a fine spray, before I was picked up by my collar and allowed to look at my attackers face.

Stuttering in disbelief, I stared in awe of the electric blue-haired Espada.

"..G-Grimmjow…?"

Said man's grin was feral, a cruel humor showing in the curve of his mouth.

"Why, I'm honored. The Creator knows my name!"

"Grimmjow…stop. She's not to be harmed. Aizen-sama's orders," came another voice, this one smooth and cold. His eyes drifted around before honing back onto me, his pretty face emotionless.

Ulquiorra.

"Heh, right, we're just s'posed take 'er back to Hueco Mundo. Man, but I was so looking forward to pounding her face in! To be able to see the power she has in battle! Man, what I wouldn't give-"

"Enough. We're going. Her friends will arrive soon." interrupted Ulquiorra.

Grimmjow let loose a couple choice words at Ulquiorra, who ignored him, before he grabbed for me.

So…what do we do?

You with me?

Always. OH! Can you reach Bugaboo?

Bugaboo? Where the heck did he run off to?

I think he might have stayed with Kakashi, seeing as they've got a bromance going on right now.

Oh yeah, they do, don't they?

Yep…NOW CALL HIM!

Right, okay! Ahem, YO! BUGABOO! YOU OUT THERE?

Hai, master? What tis the problem?

You really gotta stop talking like that…

Like what?

Never mind that now! Bugaboo, I'm about to get kidnapped by Grimmjow and Ulquiorra, you have to get over here! FAST!

Wait, what's stopping you from stopping them? You're all powerful, right?

…shock.

Okay. I'm down with that.

Right away, master! I shall make great haste!

Good, now how fast do you think you can get he-

"Where the heck did that dog come from?"

"…"

"Woof!"

"Bugaboo?" I choked out incredulously. "How the heck did you get here so fast?"

Bugaboo barked something of a laugh, before hurling himself at Grimmjow.

Grimmjow, startled, dropped me.

Bugaboo attacked relentlessly, but because he was in puppy form, it didn't cause much damage.

And then it happened.

Grimmjow kicked Bugaboo into a nearby tree.

Rage coursed through my veins, and my vision turned red.

Then everything went black.

(3rd Person POV)

Grimmjow kicked the annoying pup away with ease, feeling the anger well up in him at the fact a little dog had taken him by surprise. Well, he showed the pup.

He smiled viciously at the limp body near the base of the tree, eyes glinting with malice. Heh, what could a little runt do against him, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, number six of the Espada? Nothing, that's what.

He started laughing. Well, actually, at first it was just minor chuckles, but then it progressed into uncontrollable fits of maniacal laughter. The sound of it could send the strongest of men running away in terror, yet for some reason, the girl in front of him didn't look the least bit frightened.

Instead, she was…smiling. Not the sweet, happy smile a crappy human child should normally have, thought Grimmjow, but one similar to his own.

Malicious, maniacal, and promising great pain to whoever it was directed at.

His laughter slowly died as he was overcome with a strange sensation. It was odd. It wasn't the thrill of the hunt, the exultation of a fight. No, it was something…new.

It quickened the beating of his heart (though some would like to dispute its actual existence), sent chills down his spine and made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He suddenly felt cold, and his ever-present sneer slowly dropped from his face.

And suddenly it clicked.

He was afraid.

The feeling in the pit of his stomach wasn't rage or anything else familiar to him. No, he could see it now.

Icy butterflies of terror fluttered in his stomach, a cold sweat had broken out over his skin, and there was a coldness gripping his heart and lungs, making it hard to breath.

Grimmjow didn't like it. He was always the one to drive fear into the hearts of others, not to be the one actually afraid.

And what was it, that was making him feel so threatened, so scared?

He could not tell. It wasn't Ulquiorra, like that little pansy could scare him, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques. And it definitely wasn't the little pup he'd kicked into a tree, Buga-what's-his-face. Then it could only be one thing…

…the girl.

The Creator. The one who was supposed to have full reign over the worlds unimaginable powers.

Grimmjow could deal with being afraid of that. An all-powerful being that controlled everything and had the utmost power and strength, Grimmjow could accept.

Not this little…wench.

A little girl, just beginning to grow up, was NOT something that should make Grimmjow scared. Definitely not.

So then, why was he shaking so much?

He didn't know. All he knew, was that she was making him feel fear like he'd never felt before.

And then the laughter started.

Just like Grimmjow's, it began as faint chuckles, barely above a whisper. But then it grew, louder and louder. The giggles turned into short bursts of laughter, before becoming deep, throaty howls.

But not the kind of laughter a puny human girl should make, thought Grimmjow. No, it was hysterical, mental patient laughter, manic at best. It made his skin crawl, and images of all the deeds he'd ever done seemed puny, insignificant when faced with the evil intent coming from this girl.

"Grimmjow Jeagerjaques. You have angered me. Prepare for pain." growled the brown haired girl, her smile now gone.

"Heh, what can you do, little wench? I outta just kill you now-"

"Grimmjow, stop. The way she is now, we are no match for her. We must retreat." Ulquiorra broke in, already opening a portal to Hueco Mundo.

Grimmjow, in an unusual bout of obedience, merely nodded his head with a feeble retort to Dark Sara's words, before stepping into the portal with Ulquiorra.

Dark Sara didn't even spare a glance in their direction, instead she made her way to where Bugaboo lay, carefully cradling him to her chest.

"You will be fine. There is nothing wrong with you." she spoke softly, and as if by magic, the little pup's head poked up, a sparkle in his large eyes.

"Hai! I'm all better, master!" he chirped happily.

If Sara were normal, she would have thought it funny how, though he was a dog, he had 'chirped'. But Sara was not normal, far from it. She was unconscious, and Dark Sara was now present.

And she was angry.

Wanting to rid herself of her frustration and killing intent as soon as possible -because really, it was very tiring to be this angry- she decided to join in the fight that was currently going on behind Bethany's house.

"Master? Where are we going?" asked Bugaboo softly. He noticed the change in her demeanor, from kind and caring to strong and silent. And, to be honest, it scared him a little.

Sensing his distress, she smiled at him softly, and scratched behind his ears, trying to soothe the young pup. It worked, and soon Bugaboo was cuddling up and snoozing against the girl's bosom, completely content.

Dark Sara swiftly made her way to Kid's unconscious form.

"You shall wake up. Your blood loss is no problem. You are fine."

Kid's eyelids fluttered before opening fully. Groaning, he pushed himself off the ground, eyes slowly making their way to Dark Sara's face.

"Come, shinigami. We are to go to battle. Are you with me?" Dark Sara's voice was soft and strong, a clear note of authority ringing throughout her speech. She held herself with a dignity only royalty have, and her eyes held a certain strength to them, one that hadn't been there before.

'This…can't be Sara…' thought Kid wildly. Nothing matched up! Sara was supposed to be childish, impulsive, and emotional! This person standing before him was none of these. 'There's no way I can go along with her…'

But somehow, he found himself saying "Yes."

With a pleased smile and a glint in her eyes, she nodded.

"Good."

With that, they were off.

"Take this! RASENGAN!" cried the lovable, blonde ninja as he tore through yet another clay 'monster'-piece.

"Naruto! Don't waste so much chakra on these weaklings! Sakura, duck!" Kakashi threw two shuriken over said girl's head, knocking away the two kunai that were sailing toward her.

Sakura nodded her head in thanks, before demolishing yet another wooden puppet, its arm poised -and poisoned- for her head. Shaking her fist to relieve the pain, she groaned in frustration.

'Dang, these things just keep coming! I thought this was going to be easy clean-up! And that dang Naruto keeps using his Rasengan! He needs to learn some self-control, though that might not be possible…PUPPET!'

Sakura did a quick round-house kick, sending her attacker flying into a clay bird, causing it to explode.

"They just don't stop! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Naruto shouted, hitting yet another clay monstrosity with his Rasengan. He was growing tired quickly, and all these chakra devouring jutsu weren't helping.

Exhaustion was taking down the three ninja, slowly and steadily. And as much as the three didn't want to admit it, they needed help.

'Crap, we need reinforcements…' thought Kakashi. He swung behind him with a kunai, before throwing three more at the oncoming puppets.

"Hahahahaha! Look, Sasori-danna! They're already growing tired, un!" Deidara laughed heartily, already molding another clay 'masterpiece'.

"Quiet. You are irritating me." Sasori didn't even spare the blonde pyromaniac a glance, instead his eyes were focused on the fight below. Shifting his position on Deidara's clay bird, he flicked his pinky, sending another three puppets toward Konoha nin.

"B-but, Danna! Fine! Hmph!" cried Deidara indignantly, upturning his head with a sniff, arms crossed. "I was going to ask if we should use that yet, but never mind!"

The red head sighed. "No, we shall not use that. There is no need. We shall defeat them shortly."

Deidara, already over his little tantrum, nodded in agreement. They wouldn't need to use those powers on weaklings such as these. Deidara wondered idly, hands molding another chunk of clay, why it was so easy to take these three down? Hadn't they been stronger before?

'I mean,' he thought hurriedly, 'not that they would have been any threat before! Just that, they seem to have put up a weaker fight than what happened in the original story…'

Sasori, seeming to know just what was going through his comrade's mind, answered. "It's because we have the boy. Here, they are weak, because we are in the 'real' world. We should all not be able to use our full power, but with the help of that boy, and the Shade's power, we have no restrictions. Strength wise, at least. We cannot use all of our jutsu, or techniques, but we do have the same amount of strength behind the attacks we can perform. Understand?"

"…I think that's the longest I've heard you speak…" Deidara's mouth agape, eyes wide in wonder.

Sasori lifted his gaze up a millimeter -his version of an eye roll- before returning his focus to the battle at-hand.

His lifeless eyes widened, a shocked gasp escaping his lips. What had happened? The area was completely destroyed! And all of his puppets…in tatters…

"D-Danna! What happened to my art, un?" Deidara looked at the scene before him, blue eyes wide.

The entire battlefield looked like it had been wiped free of life. No grass grew, the trees that used fill the expanse were gone, and the three ninja…

Were gone.

The only one standing in that expanse was a girl, long brown hair flowing in the wind. Which was odd, thought Sasori, because there was no wind.

The two Akatsuki members had to lean forward slightly to catch the words that came out of the child's mouth -because to them, a fifteen year old girl was a child- her voice soft yet it held a strength unknown to normal young girls.

"Deidara and Sasori of the Akatsuki. Unfortunately for you, I have been angered. You shall feel my wrath."

"Argh, where are they? We should have caught up to them by now!" Toshiro grumbled, still annoyed with Kid for kidnapping the Creator. Who did he think he was?

Gaara said nothing, his scowl only darkening slightly.

"Calm down, guys. You're just being impatient. Look, I see them-" Bethany was cut off abruptly, the shock of what she was seeing silenced her.

Sasuke, noticing the sudden quiet, looked to Bethany, before following her line of sight. He too stopped in his tracks, and merely watched, as did Toshiro and Gaara, once they noticed the silence.

The four stood there and watched as Sara, or what they thought was Sara, and Kid walk slowly and calmly in their direction.

Instead of the cute, outdoor clothes Sara had been wearing when they set off, she was now wearing no hat, a long black trench coat and a gray shirt and jeans. Her black ninja sandals made no sound, her coat and hair flowing in an imaginary breeze. Her eyes were cold and flat, expression fixed into something resembling bored, yet determined. Her hair was a darker shade than they remembered, only adding to the alien feeling she gave off.

Kid followed close behind, a weird look in his eyes. He seemed apprehensive of Sara, yet his actions spoke as if he were a loving servant following his beloved master.

"You four, come with me."

The group jumped, four pairs of wide eyes turned to the girl.

"We are to save Kakashi, Sakura, and Naruto. They are no match for the two 'artists'. I have a plan. Come." and with out another glance, she jumped into the air, rocketing off in the direction the explosions were coming from.

Kid called after them, "Don't worry, it's Sara, but she's Dark now! Come on!"

The group of four gave each other a couple of looks, before they each nodded, quickly flying after Dark Sara.

Whatever was going on with Sara would have to wait, seeing as she wouldn't listen to anyone in her current state. And besides, they wanted to kick some bad guy butt.

Author's Note:

Okay, I hope this really long chapter lessened your anger and filled you with happiness! (I don't really know what I'm talking about either, so don't worry if you're confused…) I hope you enjoyed, and if you've been reading my other stories, know that I shall be working on them too, and trying to get them out as soon as possible.

ALSO! Is anybody here a major Bleach fan like me? Have you watched the ending of it? Have you read the ending of it? Are you sad it ended too? Were there things you wish were changed? Well good news for you! I've started writing a Bleach fanfic, and so I don't give too much of the plot away, I'll just say this. Let me know in reviews or PM's what you wish would have happened in certain parts of Bleach, and I'll…do something~!

Well, I'm gonna go try and write some more for my other stories, so remember to REVIEW!

Sincerely, Raven T. ^_^