Author's note:

Alrighty... After some consideration, I also wanted to give this fanfiction an opening song. I decided to want Butterfly from Wada Koiji as an opening song. It is also the very first opening of Digimon Adventure.

Hostage

Only slowly did Kai's consciousness wanted to return from the blissful darkness to the hard reality. The first thing he noticed was how his head spasmed and ached from the blow he had received. His eye lids flattered shortly and he groaned. Someone was talking to someone else. The psychologist tried to remember what happened. Just in case if the blow on his head had caused some amnesia. But it, thankfully, didn't. Only now he noticed that his arms were bound behind his back and his legs were pulled together by thick ropes. Great… just great… He ended up as a hostage. And he was foolish enough to answer Yuma-san's question if someone was famous which he was! Kai could kick himself of how stupid he was! And someone thought he was a genius.

Maybe he should pretend to still be asleep. He could get some information from his captors. Then again, it could be that no one was actually going to rescue him. How much luck did he get in this life? According to his logic, he had spent all his luck with being a surviving member of the Uchiha clan and hadn't been injured majorly.

Deciding to fake being asleep, he tried meditating. However, a strong kick to his side alerted him that the captors noticed he was awake. He fell to the side and opened his eyes completely while his headache intensified. He groaned and wanted to close his eyes but decided against it.

"Hey you, we already know you are awake!" one of the captors barked.

He gazed up to the one who spoke… and immediately regretted this action because he kicked him again, this time in his stomach. Kai coughed and tried to catch his breath all the while his stomach spasmed from the kick.

"Glad we got one who is famous." another person spoke. "How much do you think his family is going to pay us?"

"Beats me. But I know that he is Fuma Kai, a rather famous psychologist from the Land of Earth." the one who had kicked him twice explained.

"Well, he is not a ninja but a psychologist? Do you think we are going to get enough money?" the third bandit questioned.

"Just like I said, he is famous in the Land of Earth. His reputation even proceeds in other countries."

"Well then." the second bandit concluded, knelt down in front of him and petted his cheek. "You are going to get us nice money. If you behave we will actually let you live. How does that sound?"

As an answer Kai bit the hand of the bandit, hard. His teeth dug into his flesh and reached bone. The psychologist tasted blood on his tongue but he ignored it. Instead he decided to never let go of the bandit's hand. However, he had forgotten about his comrades. He received a blow to his back head causing his ears to ring. Out of reflex, he let go of the hand and groaned yet again.

"We should gag him. He seemed to be rather feisty." the man who had petted him exclaimed holding his injured hand.

And as soon as he said that, his other comrades proceeded to do it. One held open his mouth while the other one got a cloth and put it into his mouth. Kai fought against them not wanting to give them an easy time in gagging him. Eventually, however, they succeeded in gagging him. He was leaned against a wall again, his hands digging uncomfortably into his lower back.

Kai took a calm breath through his nose and began analyzing the situation, he was in. He was in a cave. His captors were three men, probably nukenin. They could probably use ninjutsu. He was bound by his hands and legs making an escape impossible. And he was gagged. Only now did he started to choke on the taste of the blood. Wait… choking? Choking on the gag… That's it! If he faked that he choked, they would remove the gag! And he could jump to his feet and perform a ninjutsu that didn't require hand seals. It was the perfect opportunity.

Kai began faking coughs and doubled over. He bit the inside of his cheek in order to let tears spring into his eyes and panted through his nose. His captors almost instantly were sent into a panic. After all, they wanted money and if he dropped dead then the money would be gone as well.

"Damn it! He is choking on the gag! Remove it! Quick! We need him alive!" one of the nukenin shouted.

Immediately the other nukenin jumped into action and removed the gag. Kai doubled over even more trying to catch his breath through his mouth now. He coughed while his body trembled. Then he smirked and jumped to his feet surprising his captors. The psychologist channeled chakra to his throat and turned it to earth release.

"Doton: Iwadeppo no Jutsu!" Kai yelled firing bullets of rocks from his mouth.

He hit the nukenins straight in the chests. Because he hadn't trained in a while, the jutsu was much weaker meaning it couldn't cause any harm. But it was a nasty jutsu and nasty always meant buying time.

"Damn it! Does anyone know about situational awareness?! Get him under control again!" the one who had kicked him ordered.

Apparently, he was the leader of their little group. His two comrades formed a series of hand seals. Kai prepared himself to be hit with a genjutsu. After all, it was the best choice now for them. He had proven to them that he was capable of defending himself. Even though, they had to learn it in, for him at least, embarrassing way.

"Sir, we didn't know he could use ninjutsu." one of the other nukenins said.

"Everyone can use ninjutsu nowadays, you idiot!" the leader barked.

"Uh… I've heard about a case where a ninja from Konoha couldn't."

"That one is a taijutsu specialist!" he yelled.

They kept arguing while Kai simply sat down and shook his head slightly. Those guys weren't really subtle. Even he, a former shinobi, knew that subtlety was important. And those guys were practically screaming at the top of their lungs. If he bought more time, Yuma-san and Ichiro-san might find him eventually.

"How about you solve this argument in a better way?" he suggested.

"Oh really, smartass? And how? You're the hostage here. No amount of bootlicking will get you out." the leader replied.

"That was not my intention. But don't you think that the amount of shouting you do will get you in trouble because of the volume? Someone might find this place." Kai continued shrugging his shoulders.

"Well, he is right, guys." the one who had kicked him agreed. "But in what kind of way?"

He smirked slightly. So gullible… Toying with them and convince them to a little drinking game might be easier than he thought.

"How about we solve the problem like adults?"

"Like adults?" the three nukenin questioned.

"Yes, like adults. Ever heard about that strong shinobi drink tons of alcohol?" the psychologist continued. "I think the First and Fifth Hokage are a legendary drinkers and gamblers. So why not-"

The leader reached for his collar and dragged him from the ground. He stared into his eyes angrily. Kai felt his hot breath on his face. He smelled bad. The psychologist couldn't hide his disgust.

"You think we are stupid?! You think gambling combined with a drinking game will save your ass?! How stupid do you think we are?!" the leader yelled at him. "You might be a famous psychologist but you clearly misread the situation here!"

Kai, despite the entire situation he was in, grinned. He got him where he wanted him to be. From the light shining into the cave he could clearly see the outline of a familiar shinobi. His plan, as simple as it was, had succeeded.

"I think he only bought time for me to appear here." Yuma-san exclaimed throwing a kunai to one of the nukenin.

He easily deflected the weapon and hurried towards the Konoha shinobi. His companion followed him having drawn out a short sword. Only their leader stayed behind. However, he watched the fight intently. He was probably waiting for a good chance of throwing a weapon to Yuma-san in order to-

"Yuma-san! Pay attention to their leader!" Kai warned him. "He's probably going to- Hmph!"

Their leader slammed a palm onto his mouth rendering him unable to speak further. But the Konoha shinobi looked shortly into his eyes and closed one lid as if he was saying "Don't worry. I've got your message" or "I will also pay attention to him". Either way, Kai calmed down slightly.

Yuma-san, meanwhile, jumped into the air and stayed up-side-down on the ceiling of the cave. He formed the hand seals for Rabbit, Boar, Ram. Kai didn't know the combination but he assumed that it was a rather weak jutsu.

"Raiso: Ikazuchi no Utage!" Yuma-san yelled.

Several yellow lightning bolts appeared in front of him and shot straight to the two nukenin. They screamed in pain as the jutsu coursed through their body. The psychologist heard their leader curse under his breath. Then the Konoha shinobi threw to kunai straight at the foreheads of his enemies killing them.

Yuma-san jumped back to the ground and neared the both of them with slow steps. Kai immediately knew that the Konoha shinobi was beyond pissed. While he didn't show it with his face, he, right now, looked threatening. Intensified was this by how he had placed his sword in front of his body. The leader took a step back and cursed again. He shortly looked towards Kai and then… smirked. The psychologist didn't like how he was smirking and a cold shower ran down his back. Goosebumps formed on his skin and everything in him warned him that something bad was coming. And truth to be told, it was.

The leader formed several hand seals and, after he was finished, placed his palm on Kai's forehead. Immediately his chakra sunk into him. He tensed while his mind screamed "genjutsu". And truth to be told, it was. From one second to the next, he was surrounded in a sea of blood. Above him he saw a giant meteor nearing him. The ground already shook beneath his feet.

Kai only knew one thing. The leader wanted to kill him with psychological trauma caused by the genjutsu. But the psychologist didn't want to die. Not now, at least. However, he knew what to do. He had actually asked his father to put him under a genjutsu once in order to train his Sharingan. Needless to say, he somehow managed to "reflect" the genjutsu onto him and also caused him to completely forget that he had a kekkei genkai.

The psychologist activated his Sharingan. Although it had only one tomoe, it was enough to decrypt the genjutsu, create a similar one and threw it at the original creator.

Magen: Kyo Tenchi-ten!

Kai was brought back to reality with such a force, he was forced to gasp for breath. His eyes travelled then to the leader who screamed in fear while his body trembled and spasmed. Eventually his body bolted upwards in an unnatural position before his scream died down and he fell to the ground with a dull thud. He remained motionless on the ground.

Yuma-san walked towards the dead leader and knelt down pressing two of his fingers to his neck.

"What did you do? He is dead." the Konoha shinobi exclaimed before looking into Kai's eyes.

Any normal person would do that actually because they believed no member of the Uchiha clan had survived except for Sasuke. Part of Kai actually thought that Yuma-san was stupid to look into his eyes so directly. But then, the Konoha shinobi chuckled surprising the psychologist.

"Well, if that isn't a surprise." he said. "You have the Sharingan, although it has only one tomoe. You haven't had much emotional trauma in your life, correct? Anyway, I digress. I should probably free you now."

Yuma-san severed the ropes on Kai's ankles before he also removed the ones on his wrists. The psychologist pulled his hands forward and rubbed his wrists. He could clearly see some red lines. At least he wasn't dead. But he had blown up his secret to a complete stranger. Not only that… he couldn't erase his memories of him because he had almost run out of chakra. He had used way too much of his own actually in order to use Magen: Kyo Tenchi-ten. Now he was in trouble.

Kai took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then he opened them again, his eyes had the original color. He could actually try to gather enough chakra and erase Yuma-san's memories later that day. However, he didn't know if it was too late actually.

"I would actually erase your memories now." Kai said.

"Why?" Yuma-san asked. "Because I now know that you're an Uchiha?"

The question hung in the air. Kai didn't want to answer the question. But the answer was more than obvious. Despite how much he wanted to deny it, the psychologist had Uchiha blood in his veins. Not only that, but he had also inherited the Sharingan.

The psychologist gazed to the side. He mentally prepared that his eyes were going to be taken out now. He prepared himself to be stabbed and left to die all alone. What a cruel it would be for him. But just like he thought, he had expired his luck too much with being alive.

And now he was going to pay.