disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. In my own little world in my psyche, maybe. But not in real life.
A/N: I have not been working on this fic in ages. I figured, if people want it continued, who am I to deny them? LOL That was egotistical… Anyways, I'm going to try to update as often as I can with this one.
Anyways, on with the fic!! XD
Ch.2!!!
As expected, it was extremely easy to get out of Konohagakure unnoticed. And with the boy carefully hidden in the large sack, they wouldn't have anything to worry about. Especially in the dark of the night.
Naruto had fit perfectly into the bag, and it was currently slung over the large blue man's shoulder. The man had nearly laughed at how light the blonde was. He must of let something out, for Itachi looked over his shoulder at him and narrowed his eyes.
"Do you find something funny, Kisame?" he asked.
The shark-demon shook his head. "No, nothing at all, Itachi-sama."
Silently, they kept heading down the path into the country.
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Sunlight shone brightly into the closed eyes of a young dark haired teen. He grumbled and covered his light sensitive eyes with his arm. Cracking one onyx eye open, the young Uchiha looked over to the window to see that the rain had cleared up, and the sun was shining cheerfully. There were still a few droplets of water stuck onto the glass.
"Stupid sun...." he grumbled. "But at least the rain stopped...."
Slowly, he sat up and rubbed at his eyes with the palms of his hands. He yawned and looked over to the alarm clock on his nightstand; it was only 6:23AM. He had his alarm set for 6:30AM. Strange, he thought. I don't usually wake up before the alarm. Shrugging, Sasuke swung his legs over the bed and stretched. He smiled as he remembered the events of last night, very well. Vaguely, he could still taste Naruto on his tongue.
He tasted like miso ramen.
Touching his lips as he went, Sasuke got ready for the day, and for meeting Kakashi-sensei and the others.
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After a brief bout of early morning training, and then breakfast, Sasuke made his way into the usual meeting place of team 7; the bridge. Hands in his pockets, and the signature scowl present on his face, walked along his way to the bridge. He was in deep thought about half way there, about how to treat and talk to Naruto when he got there. Should he act like he usually does; scowl and meditate? Or should he try to make a small show of showing the others how he felt about the small blonde?
"Sasuke-kun!!" a voice suddenly called out. Looking behind him, Sasuke saw a pink haired girl running towards him.
Haruno Sakura. The girl who used to stalk and nearly worship him like a god. Her hair swished back and forth as she ran. It had taken some time, but she had gotten it to grow back. Every so often, she wore her hair in pigtails, and her boyfriend, Rock Lee, withered into puddle of goo and cooed at her.
She had on a simple pink long sleeved peasant blouse and a pair of knee length black shorts. The shirt complimented her shape very nicely. The mandatory kunai holster was around her right leg, covering the bandages.
"Hello, Sakura," Sasuke replied to her ever enthusiastic greeting. She jumped up and landed on him with a slight disruption of his balance. She rapped her arms around his shoulders and hugged him. She harbored no feelings of romance for him anymore; all her attention was focused onto Lee now.
"Do you want to walk to the bridge with me??" she asked, letting go of his shoulders and smiling at him.
He shrugged; this usually meant yes when he was in a good mood.
He walked along silently, Sakura prattling on, carefree, about how it was going with her and Lee. The way she talked about him, it was like she had her whole future with him planned out, to the last tiny detail. Sasuke inwardly smiled; she was so much like a little sister to him. If Lee were to hurt her, not that he would, he would give Lee a swift kick in the crotch.
They arrived at the bridge on time, and started to wait for their tardy sensei. That man couldn't be on time to save his life... Sasuke thought bitterly.
Sakura had looked down into the water and was currently cooing at all the koi in the river below. She had a never fading love of all things cute and cuddly. It was like a disease; whenever something remotely cute came her way, she had to stop and pet it, or coo at it, or whatever. One wouldn't think that she was a ninja at all.
Somewhere in the next hour, Sasuke started to think about Naruto. Why isn't he here yet?? he thought. Isn't he usually here before us? The inevitable thoughts of worry eventually set in as well.
It was another hour before Kakashi appeared in a puff of smoke.
"Yo!" he said. His lazy eyes scanned over the two faces and then looked around for a third. "Where's Naruto?"
Sasuke shook his head. "He didn't show up this morning. The dobe probably slept in." He unconsciously flinched; it hurt to call Naruto these things. But he figured that he might as well put up this act that they were still just friends until the time when they could both tell them. Sakura nodded to Sasuke's statement.
Kakashi sighed; he might have guessed. Naruto slept like a log. But it was still unusual for him to be late, or miss training without a good reason. He was probably sick in bed with a fever or something.
No, the grey haired teacher thought. He'd probably still come to training with a fever.... He sighed again.
"Ok," Kakashi said. "Sasuke, you and I will train, and brush up on our basic katas. Sakura, you go see why Naruto isn't here yet."
Both students nodded and went to do what they were told.
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Sakura sighed agitatedly as she walked along the dirt road to Naruto's house; Naruto was like a younger brother to her, but she couldn't help but get angry with him sometimes. With his loud voice and fox-like grins, you either loved or disliked Naruto. There wasn't usually an in-between.
Her bright green eyes suddenly spotted someone familiar in one shop. One Yamanaka Ino was looking at a long purple dress in a popular boutique, holding it up against her thin, curvy body and trying to see if it would look alright. Sakura laughed as her former best friend looked up suddenly and spotted her, quickly blushing and putting the dress down. The two of them were still friends at heart, but the long ended dispute over Sasuke had left them fearful of the same thing happening about something else.
Continuing on, Sakura stumbled on a rock and a feeling of dread filled her. She didn't know as to why, but her gut feeling was never wrong. She sped up a little on her way to the small blonde's home.
She got there, the feeling nearly coursing throughout her entire body. She raised her dainty hand to knock on the door, but with the feeling still lingering in her stomach, she hesitated.
"What the hell am I doing....??" she muttered. "It's only Naruto's....."
She raised her hand to knock again, and the door fell open. "What the....?" She peered in tentively. "Why did Naruto leave his door open? That's not like him..." Slightly disturbed, she stepped in and glanced around.
And gasped.
She put a horrified hand to her mouth to stop herself from screaming. The first room was completely totaled. It looked as if a bomb hit it and then turned around and hit it again. She walked in, a bit braver now, and her eyes widened as she saw something on the floor.
Blood. It was soaked into the carpet and made a sick looking 'L' shape. Braver still but making sure to step around the bloodstain, she headed into the main living room.
The room looked even worse than the first room, if it was possible. On one wall there was a great thick gash that had the giprock falling off of it. Sakura looked around, still horrified, for any sign that her blonde companion might be inside any of the wreckage. When satisfied that he wasn't, she got extremely worried.
Who would want to kidnap Naruto? she thought desperately. Without an answer in mind, she bolted off to tell her sensei and her dark haired friend about what she had discovered.
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Itachi grunted as he pulled the large sack off of his back and onto his bed in the Akatsuki headquarters. The base was cleverly hidden underground, so as to not draw attention to a building in the middle of the forest.
The dark haired man's room was a bit big, but not too much. It had a good sized bed, more than likely a queen sized, covered in black satin sheets. Itachi's white fingers traveled up the top lacing of the bag, and slowly undid it, pulling it down over the tuff of blonde hair that came from within it. The top soon gave way to a serine sleeping face.
He pushed the bag over the boy's shoulders and then dipped his arms into the bag. He pulled out the rest of the small blonde. His lithe body fit into his arms perfectly. He pushed the bag onto the floor and placed the sleeping boy onto the bed gently.
Itachi's eyes trailed over the small, thin body, and he felt a slight tug; he wanted him. He wanted to make this lean, beautiful body his own, and no one else's.
As if a ghost, he whispered his hands up the blonde's leg, pausing for a moment at the knee. He could see Naruto twist slightly in his drugged slumber. Itachi continued on, his hands tracing the outside of his thigh, and then his hip. Naruto twisted and let out a small moan.
Itachi soon gave a weary sigh and lay down on the bed next to his blonde captive. He had been walking for 20 hours straight, and he deserved a small nap. So, he reached over and pulled Naruto into his arms, holding him tightly around the waist so that if he woke before Itachi did, he wouldn't be able to escape. They both lay on their sides, and Itachi closed his eyes as he breathed into the boy's hair.
He couldn't wait for the boy to wake up.
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END CH.2
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A/N: Ok, one thing before anything else: I do not know anything about what the Akatsuki base might look like, and I am just making every description up to what I see fit!! So please don't ask me about where I got the information from. All I shall say is in my noodle shaped head. Which isn't really noodle shaped but yanno...
Another chapter done! Aren't you proud of me?? No? Aww, damn...