DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does.
PAIRING(S): … A LOT of Madara pairings as well as PeiXIta.
WARNING(S): Extreme graphic and sexual torture, please refrain from reading if you cannot handle this. If you can, please read on, please and thank yous.
Chapter Twelve: Backstabber!
Pein moved very swiftly towards me, making Deidara leap back against one of the counters, almost knocking over the trashcan. Pein easily grabbed a handful of my hair, ignoring how he tore strands out. He threw a harsh glare at Deidara, who had a determined, fierce look on his face despite the deep, fearful trouble he was in.
"What did I tell you about feeding the bitch, Deidara?" Pein demanded sharply, like a mother scolding her child. Deidara glared back, but still kept his distance.
"Feeding him, what's it look like, hmm?" He demanded. Pein glowered and his grip on my hair tightened. He moved to release my hair, ready to lunge at Deidara, but I summoned up the rest of my strength to catch Pein's wrist in my grasp. Pein froze as I glared at him.
"Fuck off, Pein… Leave the kid alone, I'm the one who made him feed me…" I seethed darkly. Pein's head snapped toward me, his ringed gaze flickered with something I recognized…
Fear.
I still gripped his wrist tightly, his body jerking a little out of surprise at the threatening manner of my voice. Deidara looked at me, surprised himself. I still kept my glare on Pein before he quickly regained his composure and tore out of my grasp easily, almost knocking me forward if the collar hadn't of caught me. I gasped, wincing as the collar dug into my windpipe.
I jerked back to suck in fresh air when I heard Pein force Deidara out of the kitchen. Pein locked the door, then turned on me. I sank back against the corner, watching him glower at me with furious ringed eyes. His eyes almost screamed hatred to the heavens. He took a staggering step toward me, then stopped to sneer at me.
"You think you're funny, don't you?" He demanded. I glared at him, guarded as I leaned against the corner.
"How's that?"
"You think you can lure someone into letting you go, huh?"
"I was just in it for the food… But getting as far from you as possible sounds good too."
"You sniveling little cockroach!" Pein shrieked, losing his cool once more. It was actually kind of scary to watch, even for someone like me. A stream of red-hot anger appeared on his young face, his body tensing up. He lunged at me. I winced when he practically slammed into me, pinning me on the floor beneath him. His ringed eyes locked on mine like shards of ice.
"You think I'll let you become what you once were?! Never!! NEVER, YOU HEAR ME?! You'll bow down to ME! You will call me master, Madara Uchiha, or I will take great pleasure in making every waking moment of your life HELL!" Pein screamed in my face, making my ears ring. The power I had felt moments ago felt like it was being sucked out as Pein's mouth hovered over my face, screaming insult after insult.
It burnt my pride and burnt everything else that I was working hard to build up. Pein was tangling his fingers in my hair now, pulling really hard and giving me a throbbing headache, his knee painfully pushing against the erection I was still having trouble getting rid of.
"You're nothing, but a lowly little whore, Madara," Pein hissed in my ear with more venom than any of Orochimaru's snakes, "I'll bet you rather enjoyed toying with Deidara, didn't you? Maybe as punishment, I should let him fuck you senseless too, but you'd like that, wouldn't you? Or should I ask Kisame?"
Just the thought of the HUGE blue shark made my body shudder in remembrance at the extreme agony of having something so big shoved into my hole and tearing me in half. Pein let a wide, cat-like smile cross his face. He lifted his hand out of my hair to brushed some out of my face, leering down at me with that all-knowing smile.
"Yes… That's scary, huh? Well, maybe if you beg, I just might do this myself instead of Kisame, hmm? You going to beg for forgiveness? Beg for me to touch you? Or is Kisame more to your liking?" He asked, gazing down at me in a predatory-like manner. A lump formed in my throat.
I didn't want either of them coming anywhere near me! I hoped for a short moment that someone would come in and distract this crazy brat, but no such luck fell upon me as I finally managed to quiet whine from my throat.
"Pein-"
"You'll have better luck calling me master~" Pein cooed in my face, his lips pulling into a snarling grin. I shut my eyes to avoid looking at that starving face, my entire body tensing up and the organ between my legs pulsing every time Pein nudged it.
"M…" I couldn't do it! I couldn't call him master, no! He wasn't my master! Nobody was! So why…?
"Master, please… I…" I could hardly continue. What was I suppose to say anyway? That I rather have him fuck me and not Kisame?! I didn't know what to do… Pein's grin grew more sadistic by the second as he leaned down, his lips hovering over my own. His hot breath sent chills throughout my body, making my cock jump painfully.
"You sound a little choked up… Eager for some playtime? All right… I'm sure Kisame wouldn't mind dropping all his business to be with us…" He teased and gave a little lick at my lower lip before shoving himself up. He left the kitchen to fetch Kisame.
Horror made me panicking. I grabbed the chain keeping me connected to the wall and jerked harder and harder with my bound hands. I had to get out of here! Hysteria was making me work faster and faster until finally, luck saved me, making the chain crackle in half. I jumped backwards, scrambling to my feet. I stumbled back into a counter, wincing when the corner poked my back.
I whirled around, looking for any escape. ANY ESCAPE! My eyes fell on the back door, which was still wide open. I eagerly fought my sore, achy legs to run to the door. I winced when a cold gust of bitter winter wind blasted into my face. I stood there, glaring at the flakes of white that fluttered in mini tornados everywhere, covering the ground in a thick blanket of the stuff.
I didn't have anything warm… But then again, I couldn't die, so what did I have to lose?
I bolted into the snow, trying not to trip and stumble at the shock of icy coldness that shot up my legs. I had trouble keeping my yukata close to my shivering body as wind swept around me, biting at me with little white snow flakes.
Damned snow.
… Snow. I stopped running when I made it to the woods outside the base. I stood still, shivering as I hunched to breath hot air on my hands. I frowned, mentally calculating the days.
My result?
Today was December 22nd.
There was something about the date that sounded familiar… Or maybe it was a different date? Either way, I couldn't possibly care less as I took off again through the snow. I couldn't hear anything behind me, but I knew that by now, Pein would be on my tail. The only luck that was following me was the fact that it was snowing so badly that my footprints were beginning to fade.
The bad news? My fingers and feet were turning purple. A deep, dangerous purple that threatened to turn black any second. I wished there was somewhere close, but if I remembered correctly, we purposely chose hideouts far from any civilization to avoid any confrontation with enemies.
I had only moved a little further when luck literally killed me.
Or at least, I almost wished it did, even if the very thought of the darkness closing around me didn't scare me half to death.
I had collapsed to my knees, trembling violently as the icy, unforgiving wind whipped around me, freezing everything around me. I wanted to keep going, but that's when extreme warmth stabbed me.
Right in the chest with a sharp kunai…
xxx(PEIN'S POV!)xxx
FINALLY! I had caught up with the worthless bastard! Finally! I froze, however, when I realized what I had done.
I had lunged in so quickly that the kunai had pierced right through the yukata and right through Madara Uchiha's chest. I heard Kisame gasp sharply, alerting my attention. My gloved hand was soaking wet and warm with Madara's blood. I tore back, letting out a startled cry.
I thought he was going to show off his spectacular stunts, but he didn't. In fact, he was still sitting there on his knees, shivering. I frowned slowly and carefully stepped up beside him. The mere thought that I had actually killed him somehow sent horror racing through my limbs and spine, but I relaxed carefully when I saw he was wide awake.
However, hot salty tears were making a path down his blood-smeared face, droplets of fresh blood flowing with the tears. The kunai was sticking out his chest, the hot blood melting the snow around him and pooling like a hot tub. Madara's eyes were wide, tears still streaming down his face. The only thought in my head was…
How dare he run from me! The coward! The despicable little slut!
My second thought was surprise because a little smile came onto Madara's weak, color-drained face. A small pang of remorse filled me to the brim as the once proud angel let out a choked sob.
"Hurts… Hurts…" He whimpered. I relaxed a little, frowning as I glanced up at Kisame, who was staring in complete horror.
"Kisame… Carry him back to base. I'll go up ahead and alert Konan to have everything ready… Unfortunately, without Kakuzu here, the procedure will take longer than I'd like." I muttered. Kisame nodded and staggered through the snowdrifts, dropping down by Madara, who flinched at his presence. I stood up, glaring down at Madara, who was still shuddering and whimpering in agony.
Now, I felt no pity. Merely mentioning my lost comrade brought forth all my hatred. I was even tempted to trick Madara into thinking he had a chance of being healed. To forget about telling Konan, but then again… It wasn't as much fun to play with someone who thought the pain was all over with when it was far from.
xxx(MADARA'S POV!)xxx
Kisame didn't seem to know how to pick me up. Even when he touched my arm, I tried to pull away, causing myself extreme agony as the kunai made a sickening squishing sound when I moved.
"Madara… Madara, you need to let me help you back to the base. I know it hurts-"
"NO!!!" I was surprised at how loud and high-pitched my voice got at that point. Kisame was too and was now staring at me speechless, so I continued to rant as the pain ripped and roared through my body.
"YOU DON'T!! You don't know how much it hurts! You don't know anything, you stupid-stupid-stupid-stupid! You don't know anything about pain, you stupid thing! You don't-You don't!" I screamed, my entire body shaking as the fury that boiled in me numbed the pain only slightly. Kisame flinched.
"Madara-"
"LEAVE ME! Go! Leave me alone! I don't want you to touch me anymore! Stop touching me!" I was on a roll and I couldn't stop, no matter how much the tiny voice in the back of my head told me to.
"You've touched me enough!! If you hate me so much, go back! Forget about me and go away! Leave me alone! I already have to suffer enough!! Stop making it worse, damn you!! GO TO FUCKING HELL, FISH-FUCKING-FACE!!! LEAVE! GET! GO FOLLOW YOUR MASTER, MUTT!!" I stopped to gasp, trying to catch my breath. Clouds formed from my mouth as I gulped in air and let it out in huge amounts.
Kisame was still looking at me, his eyes unreadable. After a moment, he scooped me up into his arms. Simple as that. The pain was so immense, I couldn't even move as Kisame took off through the snow. I clamped my eyes shut tightly, biting into my lower lip to stop cries of pain from escaping my throat. The whole way, Kisame was silent, his face still having the same impassive look.
His body gave off a lot of heat, I noticed. I needed warmth… So, I risked curling up closer. I sighed, ignoring the pain in my chest as the blood bubbled non-stop. It was like an ever-lasting fountain of red liquid.
Arriving back at the base, Konan was ready to heal me, but Pein was nowhere to be seen. I laid on the bed in my room, or, well… My old room, I guess. Konan had taped my mouth while she worked on getting the kunai out and a good thing too because I would have screamed her eardrums right out.
After all the agony was over of having her stitch me up, she was packing up her things. She knew that I would heal quickly… A wound that would normally kill people for me only took a few days to heal, like a little cut… I stared at her; her poker face was still in place.
"Konan…" My voice seemed to startle her out of her thinking process as she looked up, amber eyes reflecting the light of the candle on the nightstand nearby. She waited for me to speak.
"… You hate me too, don't you?" I accused quietly. Her eyelids seemed to droop slightly in understanding, but it was hard to tell by her blank stare. She sat up in her chair, placing her hands in her lap, folded.
"Madara… You can't do the things you do, expecting someone to love you out of it all." She said quietly. Her voice soothed me as I relaxed on the bed, staring at her tiredly. She was right, though… Everything I had done…
I hurt Kisame… I hurt Deidara… Hell, I hurt both Hidan and Kakuzu when they had been alive. I was nasty towards Sasori before he died. And Pein… I was cruel to him, ordering him around like a dog. Zetsu even got a brunt of my attacks. I rarely went after Konan, but there were times when I snapped at her…
And Itachi… My heart swelled with just the thought of his name, but it quickly crackled apart as I realized all the horrible things I did to him. I felt my throat squeeze, my eyes stinging.
"I deserve it…" I managed to choke. Konan looked at me and I saw a flicker of emotion, but it passed quickly. She dropped a warm, comforting hand on mine and squeezed gently. She lowered her eyes to my wound, then my hand, then back to my eyes. She slowly allowed a smile to come across her normally placid face.
"You still have time to right your wrongs… You've got more time than a lot of people…" She said quietly.
"But, how can I do that with Pein breathing down my neck?" I asked softly, studying the Rain kunoichi's face. Her smile faltered.
"You'll figure it out… You're Madara Uchiha… You can do anything…"
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A/N: Yea… A short chapter, but I kinda liked how it turned out. It pleased me…
Madara: I'll bet! Stabbing me in the back! –turns on Pein- You backstabber!
Pein: Weeeeeell, maybe if you weren't such a jerk, I wouldn't need to be stabbing you in the back in the first place, hypocrite!
Madara: Then don't give me a reason to be a jerk, fool!
Tsukuyomi: HEY! No arguing in my author's notes, boys!
Pein: -x-
Madara: Hmph… He's just made cuz the readers like me better.
Pein: THEY DO NOT!
Tsukuyomi: ALL RIGHT. o-o; I'm going to post a poll about this. –grin- Anyway… Madara?
Madara: ANNND, THANK YOU FOR READING, EVERYONE! Please hit the review button to review this fanfiction or you will face the wrath of lack of updates!!!