Chapter Seven: The Maid of the Mist
The Sharingan plunged and plunged again, and the brown-haired medic-nin was dunked into the sea to her waist and to her chest. Her body was weighed down heavily by the salty water, which made it difficult for her to swing her feet out of the now deadly liquid and onto the bowsprit. Each time she tried the ship would plummet, and the waves would come and snatch her back into its cold depths. Her head was pulled under the water twice, and as she would come up gasping for breath, her hair would be matted over her eyes. She was blinded for those moments, but could not use her hands to brush away the snake-like strands that prevented her from seeing anything.
The ship heaved upwards towards the bright sun, and Sakura tried to use its momentum to swing her body upwards. She timed herself too late though, for the ship dived again, forcing her legs back into the sea.
This is it, Inner Sakura said quietly, This is how the famous medic-nin Haruno Sakura will die. Dammit! We never got that kiss from Sasuke-kun either!
"This is what you're worried about at a time like this!" Sakura screeched mentally to her alter ago, "Are you mad!"
Yes, I am. Mad would be an understatement. I am FURIOUS! You know that getting Sasuke-kun to kiss us was number 2 on the List-of-Things-that-Must-Be-Accomplished-before-Death.
"What was number 1?"
Marry Sasuke-kun, of course! What did you suddenly get! Alzheimer's or something! Geesh!
Sakura inwardly shook her head as she went under yet again, this time accidentally breathing as well, thus drawing water into her lungs. She came up coughing and sputtering, only to go back under without taking another breath of air. Her grip was slipping, as was her consciousness. She had expended too much chakra in trying to keep hold of the bowsprit that she was hanging off of. Her chakra strings around the piece of wood began to loosen, and her false brown eyes began to close. Green flecks started to appear within the brown iris, and her light brown hair was growing lighter. Energy left her, and her lungs filled themselves with water.
Suddenly, the Sharingan's medic-nin was hauled out of the sea and into someone's arms.
When he saw her fingers start slipping before he neared the end of the bowsprit, he flipped. Inwardly, of course-what kind of Uchiha would allow his feeling to show? He sprinted down the narrow beam to the end and grabbed the brown-haired girl's wrist, hauling her own of the water in one strong yank. He caught her under the arms and knees, holding her to him in a bridal-position, chakra concentrated to his feet. She immediately began gasping for air, hand coming up to clutch her soaked shirt as she racked her lungs.
He couldn't let her die yet. Not while he was still confused about her identity and why she seemed to be disguising herself.
Of course, it had nothing to do with the fact that he might have felt something for her. That would be absolute blasphemy.
By the time he lept gently back down onto the main deck, the whole crew was quiet. Most of them could not believe that their captain's brother had just saved a worthless sailor out of the goodness of his heart.
"Uchiha," began Kin, "Why the hell did you do that?" She had wanted the medic dead from the start, and when she saw those creamy hands begin to slip, she was very happy indeed.
Sasuke simply glared at her. "We have a battle with Mist soon. Not having a medic on hand would be foolish."
A wave of agreement was muttered through the crowd, and Kin clutched her hands in anger. Damn that man for being so calculating! The crew began to part like the red sea, providing a path to the forecastle where Sakura could rest. They had just then realized exactly how crucial the brown-haired woman's position was at such a time and agreed among themselves that she must heal quickly so that if any of them were hurt, they would live to see more days and more battles.
A clicking sound that indicated footsteps could be heard then, and all fell quiet. Captain Itachi took his position on the quarterdeck and stood there, straight and tall with his hands behind his back. He looked almost regal in that position, which was very odd for a pirate captain who has spend many months aboard a dirty ship.
"Yoshizumi."
Hearing her code name, Sakura turned her head in the direction of his voice, indicating that she was listening. She didn't dare open her eyes because she recognized how low her chakra levels were and was willing to bet quiet a bit of money that if her eyelids flew up, a viridian green color would grace the crowd rather than a dark brown color. Maintaining her hair color was already taking most of her remaining chakra; she hoped that she could retreat to the darkness of the forecastle soon to regenerate her lost strength. Sasuke began to put her on the ground slowly, and she tried to find balance. It was difficult because she was very tired, so she ended up leaning on her savior, who had one arm around her waist and the other holding her left arm around his neck.
"When I ask you to do a job," Itachi said, "it's you I ask, and not another. You are lucky that you possess such a vital position on this ship; otherwise, I am quite sure that my ototou would have let you meet the bottom dwellers of the ocean."
With that, he turned away with a slight smirk on his face. He had to seem tough in front of his men, but inwardly, he was doing cartwheels. He had seen his brother's initial reaction, and he knew that it wasn't because she was the only medic-nin aboard. Hard eyes had softened at the scene when he saw the younger version of himself haul up the near-unconscious woman.
"I'm glad that you're becoming human again, Otouto," he whispered quietly to himself, walking back into his cabin.
Sasuke glared at his brother's back before turning his attention to the woman in his arms. He began to move in the direction of the forecastle, where Ino had just disappeared into. He assumed that she was going to find a clean set of clothes for her newfound friend. Unfortunately for him, Sakura could barely keep moving, even though she tried terribly hard. Swallowing a grunt of frustration, the onyx-eyed man swiftly swung her into his arms once more and carried her inside.
"It's far quicker this way anyway," he thought to himself, looking for an excuse, "She was getting annoying."
When they entered the dark room, he noticed that Ino had lit a candle in order to find dry clothes for her friend. Sasuke carried his charge to her hammock, where he set her down. He threw her his dark blue towel, which had been hanging on a nail that was jammed into the wall.
"Thank you," he heard her say as she bent her head. Allowing her bangs to cover her eyes, Sakura was able to see the towel and the floor beneath her feet. She reached behind her to take out her braid, but found that someone was already doing it for her.
"Hey Nami-chan," came Ino's voice from above her, "You gave us quite the scare."
"Sorry," replied Sakura sheepishly. No other words were exchanged between the two as Ino took out the braid, and Sasuke left the women to themselves. He was not liking the way his body was reacting to the soaked medic, and sticking about longer would only make matters worse.
He needed a cold shower, badly.
It was then that he decided that women with waterlogged clothes that clung to their every curve were extremely troublesome. He also resolved to figure out her identity as soon as possible, even if he had to use force. Sasuke sighed as he calmed himself down before exiting the dark room.
After all, he was human too.
She could feel herself swaying gently as the ship rolled over the waves.
I don't want to get up yet…whined Inner Sakura, who was currently sporting a pair of dark sunglasses and lying in a hammock tanning on some deserted beach.
Despite the actions of her inner self, Sakura's eyes fluttered open, only to be greeted by a familiar crop of raven hair and a kunai pressed to her neck.
"Who are you," he stated, not caring at the moment that she had just woken up.
"Wha…? What are you doing?"
He pressed the kunai harder into her skin, but not hard enough to draw blood.
"You have an increased amount of chakra around your eyes and hair. Your vocabulary and manner are not common to those who have been raised among fishermen. Moreover, a mere fisherman would not have had enough money to train his daughter in the medical arts. Who are you."
Inner Sakura fell out of her hammock and scrambled to get upright. Shit.
Sakura took in a quick breath.
"My father was among the best fishermen-"
"Don't play with me."
A vein began to pop out of her forehead.
Beat him up! I'm going to smash him into a pulp, regardless of the fact that he's Sasuke-kun. Gah! Why can't he be stupid and oblivious for once! Think of something, quick!
"There was a woman who passed by our village once. She was a medic, and I spent three years as her apprentice. My late mother was her cousin. She taught me and trained me to be a healer for the people. Last year, a group of pirates sacked my home and demolished our humble community. Just a month ago, I learned that the pirates were those aboard the Sharingan. I intend to have my revenge against those who heartlessly murdered my family and my friends. This is the reason for my deception."
"Hn," he said, giving her the "I-don't-believe-you-look."
Just then, the ship plunged, and Sasuke's kunai accidentally drew blood. Sakura gave a slight yelp and Sasuke yanked the kunai back immediately, inwardly mortified at the red trickle of blood that was starting to gush out. It was a light cut-easy to fix. His fingers went to her neck, touching it gently as it swept up the thin stream of blood. He healed the cut with a little of his own chakra, leaving no scar behind. She watched him with wide brown eyes as she felt his fingers linger on her skin.
It suddenly hit her.
"Oh Kami-sama, I'm not in the ocean!"
In her excitement, she flipped over on her hammock, away from Sasuke's touch, landing in an ungraceful position on the floor. Immediately, she kissed the wooden panels, thankful to be back on some sort of ground. Inner Sakura had somehow built a shrine that worshiped the deck of the Sharingan and was bowing down repeatedly to it. The Uchiha simply raised an eyebrow at his shipmate's antics. They were amusing, to say the least. It almost reminded him of his former teammates-her actions were something both Naruto and Sakura would do…
Onyx eyes hardened at the thought. No, he didn't need them. He had sworn to himself that he wouldn't think of them anymore, nor would he think of his silver-haired teacher. They were his weakness, and he could not be weak, especially in the vicinity of his brother. Abruptly, he turned around and headed out of the forecastle and onto the deck, where his face showed no emotion.
Silently, he cursed himself for his rash actions earlier. He should have just let her drown, but he didn't. What was he thinking? He was ridiculously out of character, and none of his deeds were calculated-in fact, they were almost emotional-as emotional as an Uchiha could get, anyway.
"Why?" he whispered quietly to himself.
The only answer he got was a faint whisper of the wind as it swept past his ears.
"She reminds you of her."
To say that the crew members of the Sharingan were excited when the Maid of the Mist came into view would be a complete understatement. Everyone was armed to the teeth with weapons, freshly cleaned and sharpened. The metal glinted brightly in the light as the ninjas moved about restlessly, waiting for the other ship to come within boarding distance. It was late afternoon-two hours before sunset-the perfect time for battle.
"Don't forget," said Itachi in a low voice to his crew, "We want those prisoners alive."
"HAI!" came the general shout as they scurried like ants to their battle positions. Only a few people were to stay onboard the Sharingan to protect it from being boarded by the Mist ninjas. Shikamaru, Itachi, Zaku, Ino and Sakura were to stay while everyone else was ordered to go and assist in the capture. Itachi stayed because he was the captain and could not be killed; Shikamary stayed because he was the head tactician and possessed great shadow jutsus; Zaku stayed because there had to be another man besides the captain and the strategist who could fight hand to hand, and Ino stayed because of her mind-controlling abilities. Sakura was forced to stay because of her medical abilities-anyone who was hurt would be immediately treated by her.
It didn't take long for them to reach the targeted ship. Immediately, the grapples were shot out so that the Sharingan would be attached to the Maid of the Mist. The ninjas climbed over rapidly and lowered ladders that stretched across the two ships, throwing kunai and shuriken at the armed guards who were also throwing various metal weapons in a vain attempt at keeping the missing-nins at bay. The guards hacked away at the grapple lines, hoping to cut through the thick rope and free the Mist ship, but nothing worked. The Sharingan ninjas were too fast and crossed the lines quickly, killing the guards.
Twenty-three-year-old Uchiha Sasuke was no different from his own shipmates. Like them, he had been itching for battle. Itachi never allowed him to train anymore onboard the ship, so it was only during battles like these that he was able to practice and evaluate himself and his own strength. Swiftly, he ran across the ladder, landing with a forward flip onto the deck. A man with a bandaged eye came running at him, katana raised and poised to strike at his heart. The raven-haired man pulled out his own katana immediately and blocked the strong strike. He smirked at the one-eyed man.
"You'll never beat me," he said coolly.
The simple statement only inflamed the man more, for he arced his sword downward, swinging it out of its interlocked position with Sasuke's sword while forcing the other sword to follow it as well. The man attacked again, this time going in from the right side, but his move was once again blocked. The two parried and thrust at one another, neither drawing blood.
From the corner of his eye, he saw another man aiming at him with toxic needles. Quickly, he turned and flipped behind his opponent, causing his challenger to be pieced with the poisoned needle. Knowing that the man did not have much longer before he became fully paralyzed, Sasuke slashed furiously at the man, who blocked each strike determinedly. He was one to fight to the death, and he was proud to go down while protecting his captain's ship. Annoyed with the amount of time it was taking to defeat the Mist shinobi, Sasuke pulled out a kunai and used his katana as a diversion as he shoved the small weapon into his opponent's heart.
The ninja moved on from there in the direction of the captain's cabin. Logic would have it that the maidens they were to capture would be locked inside under the protection of the best men. They were, after all, daughters of men of great fortune. Such women would be under the highest guard, no matter where they went…
…which is what led to a question that Sasuke didn't have time to consider. Why was Sakura a ninja if her family background was as Ino said it was? Shouldn't she have been guarded like a treasure as well since such kidnapping situations happened so often?
He moved quickly, making use of his shuriken and kunai. His katana had saved him from many lethal blows and cuts. He blocked, he lunged, and he jumped. Their mission was to get in and get out with the prisoners quickly. He didn't have much time to train or defeat everyone in his path.
Sasuke flipped up the stairs that led to the quarterdeck, where the captain's cabin was built. Here, the battles were much tougher-the ninjas were more highly trained than those on the main deck. Five guards came at him at once, causing him to have to leap upwards to avoid five extremely sharp spears. He cursed under his breath. Why oh why could he have not brought his fuma shuriken with him?
He landed on top of the captain's cabin, stopping only for a moment to regroup and form a plan. There were five guards and most likely two within the cabin itself. All of them would be skilled with a sword, and if five of them were to go at him at once, he doubted that he could fight them with only one blade. Where was everyone else anyway?
"Well well well…what do we have here?" came a voice from behind him. Sasuke immediately turned around and was faced with the head guard, noted by his uniform. He was dressed in regal-looking clothing, with deep purple and gold wrappings. He carried a pair of kodachi, which seemed odd to Sasuke because of their defensive nature.
"If it isn't the little missing Sasuke-kun."
The Uchiha narrowed his eyes. This man knew of him, apparently, and for some reason, it annoyed him greatly. Not only that, but he used that ridiculous suffix that his fan girls back home always used to use.
"Back…home…?" Sasuke thought for a brief moment. He shook his head, ridding himself of the thought. Now was not the time to think-
Bam. He felt his body fly backwards as the guard punched him hard in the stomach.
"Dammit!" he cursed, flipping around while wiping blood that had spurted from the corner of his mouth. Using the main mast as a surface, he shoved himself off of it, thus generating a lot of force to go back to the guard, who had both of his kodachi raised. Sasuke performed a quick series of hand seals and pulled out his shuriken.
"Kage shuriken no jutsu!"
The move wasn't as effective as it could have been, for Sasuke used two small shuriken rather than the fuma shuriken, but it was effective enough. The guard dodged the first shuriken, but was not prepared for the second, which was hidden by the shadow of the first. It cut his finely chiseled face, leaving a thin stream of blood behind.
"Why you insolent brat!" cried the guard, clutching his face, "You ruined my appearance! Now what will my Sakura-chan say!"
At Sakura's a name, Sasuke's bloodline limit was turned on, changing his eyes from black to red. It was then that he realized that he couldn't move. Invisible strands seemed to have wrapped themselves around his arms and hands, leaning him completely motionless.
The guard smirked at his reaction. "Do you like my spider jutsu? Near invisible strands of silk ten thousand times stronger than steel. Amazing, is it not?"
He snapped his fingers. Four other ninjas instantly surrounded him. Sasuke could feel the curse mark heating up, and he was sorely tempted to release it and allow power to consume him. He knew the risks, and at the moment, he was willing to take them.
The ninjas surrounding the Sharingan shinobi closed in around him and prepared to strike at his heart, which would effectively kill him. However, the head guard made a stopping gesture.
"He's safe there. I want to play with him a little."
Sasuke narrowed his eye, brain racing quickly to think of a way out. His hands were merely held apart, but he could deal with that. He was hanging on the main mast, which had quite a few splinters in it. Now if he could just…
The guard was grinning maliciously as he observed his prey. "Didn't you hear me, Sasuke-kun?" he asked tauntingly, "I said my Sakura-chan. She's not yours anymore, Uchiha. You lost her the second you left your little village! Did you know that she's terribly good in bed? Fiesty little thing. But of course you wouldn't know."
The guard scoffed as he laughed once more. "All I have to do is touch her and she begs for more. It's my name that she moans now, Uchiha."
Rage filled the missing-nin as he felt his chakra drain from his body due to the use of the Sharingan.
"Yeah, that's right," said the guard, egging him on, "it took a little while to convince her that you were never going back for her. I was an ambassador to Konoha from Mist-funny how quickly she bought my pretty words…she's gorgeous, don't you think? That first night-"
Without Kakashi's seal on the cursed seal, Sasuke could feel immense power generate within him. Black marks began to form on his arms and face as the white of his eyes turned gray. He grinned insanely, filled with a lust for blood as he dashed to where the guard stood, mouth wide open in disbelief. His calloused fingers ripped a large splinter from the mast and expertly aimed it at the guard's eye. Moments later, the guard had doubled over, blinded in one eye from the blood that had spurted forth.
The power from the seal was so immense that even the spidery strands holding him in place were broken. Unleashed, the demon that was now Sasuke tore forward at the guard, disregarding all the other ninjas around him. He was hell bent on killing the man who claimed he had taken his Sakura's innocence.
Haruno Sakura was his and no one else's. The curse seal had not only awakened power within the man, but also a sense of raw possession that could not be controlled.
"Sasuke-kun!" came an overly familiar voice, "STOP IT!"
He paused only for a moment, but dismissed the command as a figment of his imagination. He charged again, only to feel a weight thrown onto his back. He kept moving and used his momentum to throw the body off into the railings. A loud crack was heard as the body landed. Quickly, in his anger, he beheaded the petrified guard and turned around to meet the other four guards.
"Sasuke-kun!" he heard again, this time from his left. He raised his katana defensively and allowed his gaze to shift towards the sound. There sat Yoshizumi Nami, plain as day, nursing quite a few bruises and a possible broken arm. He had tossed her too wildly and too harshly into the rails without realizing who the person on his back was.
Red eyes met brown eyes.
"Stop it," he saw her mouth at him. He ignored her, turning his full attention back on the four ninjas.
Suddenly, there were only three ninjas clad in black who opposed him.
He swiftly swung into action. He easily distracted all three men because of his darkening form, and he saw three men from the Sharingan sneak by, entering the captain's quarters. The trio attacked him simultaneously, as if they had been trained for three-person attacks. Sasuke blocked most of them, but still ended up with a long, jagged gash on his left arm from on particular nasty ice jutsu they used.
By this time, the curse mark had overtaken his entire body, and he could feel a set of wings begin to piece his back. Quickly, he made a few hand seals.
"Katon Karyuu Endan!" he shouted, producing a wall of fire between the men and the cabin. The ninjas tried to get through, but were burnt in the process. Grinning evilly, he ran his katana through the flames, delighting in the anguished screams he heard. He had cut them exactly in half horizontally, allowing them a slow and painful death by slashing through the gut rather than the heart.
Sasuke turned to enter the cabin but was once more stopped by a voice.
"Missing something?" it said. He turned and was provided with a sight that inflamed him. The missing ninja had his arms around an immobile brown-haired woman.
"Rather pathetic, don't you think?" asked the captor, who ran a long finger down a dirty and grimy cheek, "She came so far only to meet the sight of a demon. Shame, isn't it?" He then kissed the cheek he had touched.
"Lovely little thing. Delicate."
Sasuke immediately formed the hand seals necessary for the chidori. Than filthy man dared to pollute Yoshizumi's face with his hand. Two moments later, right before he was about to release the mass amount of chakra, he felt two arms embrace his waist.
"Stop!" he heard the figure cry, pressing itself to him, "You'll kill yourself."
The wings that were about to open receded back into Sasuke, and his clawed hands turned human once more. He looked down and found a woman dressed in ripped cargo pants and a dusty dark blue shirt, crying and pressing herself to him.
"Stop," she sobbed, "Please stop."
Instinctively, he brought his injured left hand to encircle her frame as he turned quickly to block a strike that was coming from above. It was the same ninja who had touched the woman, except he had two kunai sticking out of his chest. One was just under the sternum, and the other was near his right arm. He also seemed to be bending over slightly, as if…
Sasuke almost winced in pity for the ninja. To get kicked in the nether regions was a very painful experience indeed. He did not doubt for a moment that the woman in his arms would have hesitated to aim for that particular spot.
By this time, Shino had reached the quarterdeck and somehow got through unscathed through the wall of flames. All Sasuke did was look at him briefly, and the bug man understood. Sakura was quickly removed from the raven-haired man and carried back to the Sharingan, where she would hopefully recover quickly enough to start treating the wounded. She was not badly hurt, the stoic Uchiha observed, and seemed only to be slightly dazed and rather emotional. Why she had defied her orders and come onboard the Maid of the Mist was beyond him.
The ninja moved again and this time aimed for Sasuke's already injured left arm. He had been holding off the black-clad man with his right arm while Shino took away the medic. Rapidly, he performed a series of punches and kicks that were similar to Rock Lee's "Konoha Senpu," effectively disarming the guard while pushing a few crucial pressure points. He kicked the guard up to the sky and jumped up after him, placing himself directly beneath the armor-clad man.
"Kage Buyou!" he whispered with force as he immobilized his opponent. It was a simple taijutsu move that by itself was relatively harmless, but deadly when combined with any sort of jutsu. He then grabbed the ninja's back and quickly released it while kicking the ribs with his left leg. Amazingly enough, the man blocked it, but Sasuke had something else up his sleeve. The kick to the ribs was an obvious move and thus served as a diversion to the Sharingan holder's true motive. Sasuke did a 360-degree flip, thus giving the illusion that he will kick the ninja with his right leg, and the enemy prepared himself to block it. Instead, however, Sasuke raised his left hand and smacked the shinobi's face hard, sending him back down to the deck. He then punched him in the stomach, forcing him faster into the ground. They were just a few meters above the deck now, and Sasuke was ready to deliver the final move. He flipped forwards toward the enemy, smashing his left foot into the ninja's face, thus driving him into the deck and below.
Sasuke stood there for a few moments, catching his breath. The curse seal had finally become dormant again, and his Sharingan had receded. His eyes were their normal onyx color. Locating his sword, he snatched it back up and opened the door to the captain's cabin, where he saw his crewmates hauling the unconscious captives onto their backs. The two guards he predicted were there lay on the floor motionless, and the captain himself was chained to the wall. He nodded to the men carrying the women, and left the cabin, preparing himself to form a path for them to get back to the ship.
The mission was finally complete.
A/N: I am SO incredibly sorry that I haven't been updating this fic! Hopefully this chapter made up for it-I tried to put a little more fluff into it without making Sasuke seem too much out of character. I fear that he is out of character now, and I am not happy with the last part of this chapter. Maybe I'll edit it sometime this week…let me know what you think, okay?
My exams went rather well, I hope. I really want that IB diploma! I will cry if I don't get it. I really will. Suffering four years in IB and not getting the diploma is just…depressing. I need a thesaurus. Ugh.
Well, prom is this coming Friday, and I'm really excited! School's starting to wind down too, which is nice. Yay! I hope this chapter was well worth the wait-do leave me your thoughts. I've never written a fight scene before, so I hope this one was okay! I'm wide open to suggestions on how I can improve-drop me a message/e-mail/review or something, okay?
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