Drip!

Drip!

The sound repeated in Shigure's mind as he slowly regained consciousness. He felt his arms numb above his head while tied together by shackles and he could taste the blood in his mouth from when Yahiko broke his nose. He groaned as a painful spasm spread throughout his back. Even though his body was on fire, he silently knew that this wasn't the worst that Yahiko could do. He was probably just getting started. The stories and legends of Yahiko resurfaced to his memories of his time in the Third Shinobi War. What was worse is that the Akatsuki leader could heal, torture and reheal as he pleased. This was just a warning.

"I s-see your u-up", stuttered Masaru and quickly exhaled in what seemed to be his own annoyance and closed the book.

"No shit", said Shigure as he finally raised his head to look across the room.

"Now, is that anyway to talk to my prodigy?", Yahiko smiled and petted Masaru's head. "He will inherit the burden of our ultimate goal"

Masaru gulped at the uncertainty of what to do? He knew that Yahiko wasn't someone to mess with and he didn't need Soraya to know how angry he was. He new Yahiko would do almost anything to keep him safe, but was wondering if this was the right thing to do? It wasn't the first time that Masaru has used violence against someone. Far from it. However, this was on a different level and every fight he had was in defense. This was a gray area that his mind has never formed a strategy around. Masaru never really like the sight of blood either, he would have preferred to learn psychological torture, it was less messy and wasn't as...personal. He looked at his hand and squeezed them as he placed them on his side and let out a strong exhale.

Yahiko sensing the hesitancy of Masaru bent down to eye level. Yahiko placed his hand on Masaru's shoulder. "This area has been plagued by war for centuries, do you honestly think I like bloodshed or would do anything to needlessly shed blood"

Masaru looked down in thought and shook his head.

"With peace comes sacrifice, and we must survive for that to happen", Yahiko sighed and glared at Shigure's form. "Hanzo, is ruthless and even though we have done much good for this country, it's still holding only by a thin thread"

"Hanzo already knew about the hime, I just filled him in on some of the details", a laugh came from his mouth before he hacked some blood from the depths of his body after Yahiko punctured his heart with a Kunai. Yahiko left the Kunai in his chest as he watched the horror come over Shigure's face.

"W-why does everyone keep referring her that",

"Because Konan is the last true descendent of royal blood in this village", Shigure answered not caring about the consequences. Yahiko kicked him the ribs and the sound of bones cracking was heard throughout the room. It was clear that Yahiko did not want Masaru to hear that information, but why?

"We start our lesson now", said Yahiko as he lowered his foot down. He bent his head right next to Shigure's ear and whispered, "That wasn't your story to tell, hiko-teme"

A week Before

Loud Hard Moans could be heard throughout the elaborate room filled with elaborate items. The loud pants were coming from a woman in an elaborate and expensive Hanbook that was pulled up to her knees as someone else's face was inbetween her legs. The woman gaining all the pleasure was Misaki. Misaki had fair skin that was starting to darken with age. However, her upturned eyes, feather nose and her heart shaped lips made her face distinctly beautiful. Her black hair was black and thick like the coal that was collected from Amegakure. And if someone looked just hard enough gray strands were starting to form.

"Misaki-sama can I please take a break", the woman emerged from the woman's thighs with most of Misaki's juices covering her mouth and parts of her nose. Misaki eyes opened and dark cold-hearted eyes filled with anger looked at the girl. But Misaki decided to smile to have some grace.

"You must be a new girl", she replied, but the girl gulped at the deep lustrous voice of her Master. The girl knew that she had made some type of mistake just by the tone of voice.

"Mistress I mean I need water to continue to give you the best pleasure". Misaki was known for her temper and that cold mean danger for that person. She didn't want to be like the other girls that displeased her. Dead or worse Maimed, or subject to female circumcision.

"Why didn't you say so", said Misaki smiling as she got exactly what she wanted. She snapped at another maid to get some water for both of them. "And while you are at it, take off your clothes". The girl slowly stood up and started to untie her Hanbook. She took her top off while eyeing her new Mistress. She fully undressed and then covered her breast and gential area with her hands. Misaki smiled devilishly at the sight. "You are definitely one of the best ones I've seen, I can't wait to share you with Hanzo".

The woman's face went pale. She went to her knees and started rubbing her hand together. "Please, I haven't laid with a man yet, I will do anything". Misaki kissed the girls tears and started kneading her breast.

"Now, now if you don't stop crying, you'll make me very angry". Misaki started rubbing herself and then quickly put the girls hand on her wet pussy and guided the girls hand into exactly what she wanted done to her. "That's it", she gasped. A deep groan came from Misaki's throat.

"Why don't I help you prepare for Hanzo, what do you say", said Misaki not expecting a response. She touched the woman's vulva testing how wet the girl was. She was getting there but not enough for her taste. Misaki pushed her to the floor and spread her legs open and started to lick her pussy up and down. She roughly put her fingers into her trying to stretch her as quick as possible. Wimpers came from the recipient, a mixture of pleasure and pain but mostly pain with pleasurable moments.

"Oh Mistress, please", the girl pleaded for her stop, but it was going on deaf ears

"You want more?", a seductive cackle came from

A squeak was her response. Knowing if she said the wrong thing that it could be the death of her, so she decided to remain silent. Misaki searched through her drawers and found a strapon and some lube. "Be luckly, Hanzo isn't kind enough to wait for a woman, if you catch my drift, but since I know how we can get, I always come prepared." The woman watched in horror as as Misaki started putting on the strapon. "Why don't you start touching yourself, let me see how dirty you are". The woman compiled at first closing her eyes before Misaki demanded that she watch her put the dildo on.

It was then a maid rushed in and bowed to Misaki. "MISTRESS OROCHIMARU-SAMA IS HERE. The maid took a breath to give a more calm clarification. "he says that it is something that you may want to hear" Misaki stopped and a look of uncertainty came across her face. She looked at the girl.

"One of the legendary Sanin?", the questioning look turned into "What are you waiting on, Get dressed". The girl quickly did what she was told, glad that she was saved from the impending intrusion of her body. Misaki smiled at herself, it was rumored that Orochimaru had a fascination of young people, especially in experimentation. She eyed the girl and decided that she would be sort of a gift if the Sanin had anything she actually wanted. "Come now, he likes them young"

Orochimaru waited for Misaki to grace his presence. He was only here for one thing. Chaos. And the thing he found most interesting is that it was usually started with something so small and he knew the exact button to push. A woman with no power, no ambition, a spoiled narcissistic brat. Nevertheless, her incestous relationship with her brother, Hanzo, one of the most powerful Hokage of his generation was enough to start the fire.

Misaki entered the room and was surprised that Orochimaru did not bow in respect as she had grown accustomed to see others doing. Tensioned silenced graced the room of their meeting. Orochimaru stood in silence staring at the woman he clearly thought was below him. His demeanor showed it to as he crossed his hands in front of him waiting.

"I thought mere princesses bowed at another sovereign"

"Sovereign? Who made you Ho-" . It was then Misaki remembered reports of the murdered monarch In the Land of Rice, and she quickly glanced at Orochimaru in terror. If he wanted to he could take down Hanzo in his weakened aging body. Which meant her station was also threatened. But Orochimaru would have taken over by now if that was his main goal and he would have destroyed the Akatsuki with Hanzo. She bowed her head in respect as she tried to hide her quicking breath.

As if reading her mind he walked around Misaki and her concubine. "What if I told you, I had no desire for your lands. Misaki looked puzzled and confused.

"Mistress if I may", Misaki cleared her throat and regained her posture.

"Yes, girl", Misaki's expression told her to go on.

"I believe Lord Orochimaru wishes to establish trade with our lands, and be recognized specifically by Hanzo, knowing that you, his sister is his closet confidant wish to see you first, even though you are not Queen but a princess, Hanzo still takes your opinion into heavy consideration"

Misaki smiled at the flattery of the notion and this visit. Orochimaru seemed impressed with the explanation of the statement and at such a young age.

"What is your name girl"

"Sazume"

Orochimaru grabbed her cheeks and inspected her. "Your origin is not purely from here"

Misaki smiled at Orochimaru's discovery. "Yes, her mother was from Kohana, her father is, well was a nobel. Fell out of favor mainly because my brother's lust for her mother. Hanzo ravished and killed her right in front of his eyes" Misaki smiled at the memory. "Pity he was a great Statesman, we only keep him alive to get some type of advice for matters if the State". She chuckled as she poured more wine. Orochimaru stood stoic, smiling but not engaged. Misaki shrugged. "As a token of my gratitude for a new ally, I will give you Sazume, her pussy is just delightful if you ever get to taste, but what is in this for me"

"MISTRESS, pl-"

"You will address her as Lady, she is no longer your mistress", Sazume breath caught in her throat. Terror ran through her body as she snapped back to her current situation.

"Yes, master", she clasped her hands together and looked to the floor in submission.

"A sir will suffice", she looked him in the eyes as he winked. She was puzzled at the pale gray man. What was he planning. "I offer you this information, take it as you see fit" Orochimaru started speaking and shock then darkened jubilation crossed Misaki's face.

"I will take it from here"

"I expect an audience by tomorrow"

"Yes", she confirmed "you" , she said pointing to a maid. "Fetch Shigure"

Orochimaru left and Sazume followed after him struggling to catch with him.

"Sir, where are you going"

"Around, child"

"Where do you sleep"

"It's none of your concern, you are free to do as you please" Sazume lifted up her skirt and ran infront of Orochimaru. Orochimaru stood tall to the tiny 4'9 girl. A look of determination crossed her eyes.

"You can't build a country on tricks and mere lies, you need infrastructure and administration", she said softly.

Orochimaru smiled and patted her head and started walking away. "I have this under control" She gritted her teeth, took of her shoe and threw it at his head. He turned around and caught it.

" Is that how nobility get what they want, pure TANTRUMS"

"It's not a tantrum, look I am defiled, I have nothing, but what you are doing I can tell you your country, your Legacy won't last. I'm not a ninja, I don't know jutsus, but I do know government and politics and people" she took a deep breath gaining more courage. Sazume knew that this country was going to go into a civil war between the Akatsuki and Hanzo tyrannical regime. It just needed a Spark. Orochimaru's information definitely was the gasoline close to a flame. "You will need my father's help to build that Legacy so it can last, even when your dead and gone"

Orochimaru was suddenly behind her. " Who said I would be dying", he whispered in her ear. She turned around and questioned what he was saying and brushed it off. "You have a point"

"Will you take my father with you"

"Yes, and his daughter", Sazume blushed at the man and walked away. She then stopped and went back

"Follow me to my home"

"Former", Sazume held back the tears that formed in her eyes. She wasnt stupid she knew what kind of person Orochimaru was. He murdered without remorse. He tested on children, all for the thirst of knowledge. But at this point, her decision was based on her family's survival.

Soraya and Itachi

Itachi was rarely worried about anything. However, Soraya's silence was unnerving. Even when he first met her, although reserved in most moments she was known to be a chatter box. Her graceful extroversion is something that drew people to her. She was cultured, polite, but very much talkative even when she was sad. Soraya silently walked behind him with her head down occasionally lifting her head up to take in the scenery. She didn't complain, or even comment on the changing vegetation. Yes, he was worried. Itachi stopped and turned around, Soraya kept going until she bumped into him.

"Oh, Sorry"

"There is a town up ahead", he said simply. "I will disguise myself in a genjutsu, and I will not go by Itachi"

Soraya gave him a questioning look. "Do I need to change my appearance"

"No, no one knows what you look like, plus doing anything on that level is not...recommended because of your chakra surge last night"

Soraya looked down and away from Itachi in total forlorn. "That's fine"

"I need a break, it looks like there's a hot spring nearby. I'm going to take a bath", Itachi grabbed her arm.

"Not recommended", Itachi said Soraya jerked her arm back. "It's fine, if something happens I'll scream", she replied. "Plus, I need some alone time", she said, adjusting her shirt in nervousness. Itachi narrowed his eyes. It was then that he noticed that her scar was missing. Itachi's eyes went red with rage.

"How long have you been in the hotspring", he said icely.

Soraya, not being in the mood to joke around and more importantly noticing the temperature drop from his stare mumble under her breath, "About 20 minutes", she confessed. Itachi wondered if that was the reason if she was so silent. However, he quickly negated that idea because clones take on the personality of their originator.

"You can't do that, just because your sad doesn't mean you can have a lapse in judgement", he raised in voice as annoyance.

"I'm not sad, you idiot", it replied. "I just need time to process and get over it, just give me some time"

It was then the clone disappeared before anything was up for debate. Itachi was about to charge over to the hotspring but a familiar voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Now, now it's not polite to sneak up on a naked woman now is it", Itachi stared at the man in the brown mask with one hole for his eye.

"Madara-sama?"

At the hotspring Soraya shivered at the idea of Itachi's wrath of her separating from him. She knew the risks of danger. The first night she was here she was almost attacked by bandits. No she needed some time to think, so when she smelled a huge body of water and saw the steam in the distance, she couldn't help herself from coming and disappearing for a bit. She knew Itachi would eventually notice, and actually surprised that she got away with it for so long. She must have mastered hiding her chakra signature that her mother taught her. She smiled at the minor achievement. Soraya decided to do a final dunk under water and put the top half her clothes on still wanting to have her legs in the water. She decided she would just wait for Itachi to come chastise her life choices.

She sat next to her small bag and pulled out a scroll. She unraveled the scroll and the pink knife with the Uchiha seal appeared. She continued to survey it. It was a puzzle that she could not solve, and she hated puzzles.

She opened the knife and looked at the beautiful blade. Her index finger lightly grazed the tip of the blade, expecting it to draw blood, but to her bewilderment it was dull.

"That's weird", as she clearly remember stabbing the man that tried to harm her brother months back. It was then she could feel her chakra radiating from the blade. She scrunched her face in confusion. Soraya held this blade several times before and never felt it pulse.

"If you are trying to harm yourself, that blade will not help you", Soraya turned around surprised seeing an old man with long white hair. Soraya got in a defensive fighting position. She didn't sense him at all. However, she did sense another strong chakra signature about where Itachi was located, which meant he was probably preoccupied.

"Who are you", Soraya asked drawing her knife

Soraya felt her arm painfully held behind her back as she felt her face land in the dirt. The man took it out of her hand. "Someone who you can't beat". Soraya felt his weight off of her. Soraya didn't know what came over but pure rage was coming through. She snarled as she got up quickly and disappeared right behind the old man with a kick ready for his back. The man grabbed her foot and slammed her body in the ground again.

"Whoo, your a fast little fairy, aren't you?", said the man. Soraya was irritated by the fact that he didn't even seem to break a sweat. She went again, this time with a punch when that didn't land she somersaulted into a kick, grabbed a nearby stick and hit it across the man's body. She knew it would break, however she put enough chakra into it to make the stick sharp. The man's clothes were cut at the exact angle where the stick impacted. The man smiled and laughed at Soraya.

"What's so funny", Soraya asked. The man stopped chuckling and it was then that his eyes turned red with black circles. "Oh, shit".

"What are you doing here, Madara?", asked Itachi. "I fulfilled you and Danzo's orders, our business is done."

"Well, we have new business?", chimed Madara in a singing voice.

"And what is that?", replied Itachi angrily.

"I want to join your little Akatsuki, it seems that our plans align long term, and a word from you will definitely solidify my position in that group"

"..." There was a long pause between them. Itachi was going through every scenario and nothing good could come out of this situation. On top of that, it was a constant reminder of his ultimate sin. "Absolutely not". Itachi started to walk in the direction where Soraya was located intending on giving her a firm scolding.

"Now, now, Sasuke is doing so well, you don't want to disrupt our little agreement would you"

Itachi lunged at the young Madara against a tree with his Kunai at his throat. Sasuke was alive yes, but there was no way he was emotionally okay with his whole family being murdered. By his hand no doubt. "If you mention his name, I will kill you, even if it means taking myself with you to HELL". The young Madara chuckled.

"For now, you will just call me Tobi", he said as he took the mask off.

"What?", Itachi said confused. Itachi was surprised to see how young this man looked. "Who are you truly?", Itachi's eyes flared with rage. Tobi smirked knowing that he definitely was strong enough to fight Itachi, luckily for him this was all part of his boss's plan.

"If you release all your rage on me, people will die in the area", said Obito appealing to Itachi's pacifist nature Itachi meanincly walked to Obitio clearly wanting to kill him, he then realized he had more questions than answers.

"Who I am is irrelevant, what is that the True Madara wants us to work together, and you know if he is sniffing around Amekagure, then you know Danzo is close by" Tobi smirked as he saw stop and his turn back to black. "The question is then which enemy are willing to work with?", Itachi grabbed Tobi by the throat and lifted eye level. "Or allies", Tobi choked out.

"Tell me why I should work with you and not Danzo?", asked Tobi. "Both of you have my brother as hostage and the Sandaime won't allow you to touch Sasuke". Itachi bent down to Tobi who he threw across the forrest floor.

"Madara has affection for both the Rui Children, and is going to make an offer that the Akatsuki can't refuse and it involves you and Soraya"

"How are you an Uchiha, Itachi told me that he and his brother's are the last ones", Soraya said in surprise. "This is not good". It was then Soraya noticed his pupils moving. "If you are trying to use genjutsu on me, it's pointless", she yelled.

"You think I don't know that", the man said. "Even your clan is not immune to full power of the Enternal Mangekyou Sharigan". It was then the whole landscape started to change. It was then a realization came to her. A mixture of terror and amazement stretched across her face as she looked around her.

"This is another dimension", she then turned back to him knowing that she couldn't compete on his level. She held up her Kunai's as a sign of surrender and then put them on the ground. The man smirking at her was instantly infront of her.

"Good, now lets meet more politely", said the old man. "My name is Madara"

"You can't be-"

"Now, now" tsked Madara. "That's now how you do introductions to your elders." Soraya blinked in surprise and bewilderment.

Soraya bowed in respect to Madara. "Sorry for my rudeness, my name is Soraya, the last daughter of the Rui Clan, and daughter to the leaders of the Akatsuki."

"Good, girl". Madara's eyes went back to black and they were back to their world. He sat next down to the lake shore. He then motioned for Soraya to sit next to him. "I know you have a lot of questions, but ask wisely because I may or may not answer them".

Soraya blinked thinking about the questions she should ask them. Her curiosity wanting to ask how he was still alive? But somehow she knew that it didn't matter how, he was here, not hurting her. It was then Madara cut his hand with her knife. The knife then glowed morphed into two weapons one long sword and then a medium size dagger. He then gave her the weapons put more of his chakra into the swords. "What did you do"

"Ishana was very powerful in taijutsu and ninjutsu she only needed a knife for a close counter emergency. You on the other hand are very small with low reach and have trouble with mastering your kekkei genkai, which is further understandable since three generations where not taught the Shinobi Life and you are a late bloomer". Madara further explained that the weapon she held was a gift from him to Ishana. The gift itself was made from the Tamura clan, a clan in Kohana that was known for their mastery in weaponry. The weapon morphs into what the welder needs at that time. "Its called the Goujian"

Soraya looked at amazement at the swords that were bestowed to her. "Why are you helping me?", she asked. Soraya was not able to feel anything from him. No ill intent. No happiness. No hatred. It was like he was dead.

"You have become an integral part of my plan,", he replied nonchalantly. Madara stood up and started to walked away without a word. Soraya gave him a questionable look before whispering a goodbye. It was surreal to her.

"WAIT!", Soraya said as she ran to Madara. Madara looked behind him in intrigue.

"Yes"

"You must really loved my great-grandmother", Soraya looked down and blushed. "So if everything would have worked out you would have been my grandfather, right?" Madara smiled and patted her head.

"I guess you are right?"

"Well, then can I call you Jiji?", Madara looked embarrassed at the question.

"I guess it is befitting now that I am old", it was then Soraya gave him a hug. Which Madara returned. "I promise you the Rui and the Uchiha will be united like it should have been years ago and create a new world where there was no war and everyone will be happy"

"You sound like my parent", said Soraya as she took a step back, surprised by his end goal.

"And like them I will do anything to obtain it", with that Madara left Soraya. "We will meet again." His voice drifted in the wind and Soraya was lost in her own thoughts at the last statement he said. Plan? Peace?What was jii-san up to? "Make sure you don't overuse the sword for now, and do keep this meeting between us", whispered Madara in her ear, then he was gone. Soraya was spooked at the stealth and the prowess he had, it was a clear warning that he wanted no one to know of their encounter.

"Well, I know where Itachi gets his weirdness from", she whispered under her breath as she examined the two blades in her hand. Soraya smiled at the thought of training with the blades."Goujian, eh? Well its nice to meet you!"

Itachi and Tobi

"What is it that he wants with Soraya?", asked Itachi. Tobi spit out the blood after Itachi kneed him in his stomach.

"I don't know, all I know is that she is the Key for the Uchiha's evolution" Itachi exhaled in response. If Tobi was indeed working under his ancestor that should be dead, Madara would not tell him any details until the time came.

"The Uchiha's evolution?" What did that mean? Did he mean the prowess of the Shariangan or the cycle of hatred or both? This conversation was getting him no where. "The answer is still no, you will not taint the Akatsuki's mission with your own twisted goals", Itachi stated.

"You need us to protect that girl and her brother", Tobi pleaded.

"Listen, and listen carefully", said itachi grabbing Tobi by the collar. "You are not worthy to even mention them, The only reason I don't kill you now is because you are kin, and too much Uchiha blood has been spilled by my hand. But, if you step one toe out of line, I will reconsider and gladly let my flames burn you as your soul slowly goes to hell". Tobi shoved Itachi's hands away from him, clearly terrified of his warning.

"I meant no harm to your hime, but she is a danger to herself and to you in more ways than one" Obito stood up and straightened himself off. "Take that as a warning"

"Warning acknowledged. Now get out of my sight." Obito headed Itachi's command and left.

Itachi then ran to hot spring where he saw Soraya with two new weapons. He however noticed the hilt was still the same deep pink with the Uchiha emblem. Soraya seemed to notice his presence and smiled at him.

"Itachi look at my weapon, her name is Goujin", she remarked happily. "I can't wait to train with this"

Itachi inspected the longer sword and the balance of it and swung it around. It was very light weight, something that she needed right now, just to master the basics. She then passed him the dagger excitedly, it was then he noticed the tip of it had a little blood on it.

"Is this your blood?", he asked. Soraya's smile dissipated instantly remembering Madara's warning.

"Yes", she said with smile. "I guess thats what activated it", she said as she took it out of his hands and cleaned the tip. Itachi eyed her in suspension but it quickly passed.

"Are you okay?", he asked. "Like, really okay?"

Soraya gave him a weak smile as she glanced back at her swords. What did he mean? Did he actually mean physically? Of course she was. Then it finally dawned on her, he meant her feelings-her emotional state. The question puzzled her. No one really asked her about her feelings before. It made her feel uncomfortable. She didn't want to seem rude at the gracious gesture, but she felt that his question had deeper meaning. To be honest she didn't care about her feelings, she just cared about her and Masaru's survival. "Its really nice having you as a friend", she said. Itachi smiled at the compliment. "Deflection", he thought. But he let it go knowing she would talk when she was ready.

The moment was gone when Soraya's body started shaking and started to fall to the ground. Itachi grabbed her as she collapsed in his arms. "SORAYA", he yelled hoping she would come through Soraya started moaning in pain as it went throughout her body. He gently turned her on side and rocked her. "You are okay", he whispered over and over until he heard soft cries from her. He exhaled, it was less than a minute but it surprised even him. He was glad for the field medical training that the ANBU provided him. One thing for sure they needed to get to Orochimaru fast and figure out what was wrong with her.