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Ibiki groaned as his head pounded and stomached lurched from what could only be a concussion. Reputation and skills be damned he was only human and while it was humiliating to have been captured there had been no humanly possible way to escape the rock slide that had led to his capture.
In those few moments of disorientation Ibiki remembered the rock slide, logically realised that waking up in a different area altogether meant he had been knocked unconscious, the headache and nausea meant a concussion but the voices around him brought a terrifying realisation to mind. Surging to his feet he swayed, his vision overlapped with black spots as he tried to roar, pain bringing it to a subdued bark.
"Angel! . . .where is Angel?"
"Morino-sama."
"Commander."
"Ibiki!"
Shaking his head Ibiki pulled at his hands tied behind his back to the wall, his feet shackled to the ground. How the hell had he missed this? Leaning against the wall for support Ibiki looked at Juca and Seko who were secured as he was across from him, taking in their dishevelled clothing, bootless feet, gloveless hands he looked down and saw he was in the same predicament. All their weapons had been taken and any extra clothing not needed leaving them in only pants and standard ANBU sleeveless shirts.
Wincing at the pain in his head Ibiki had an extremely rare thought at the realisation that of how long it had taken him to notice. I'm getting too old for this. Which was quickly followed by Fuck that.
"Where is Angel?"
Juca sighed, thankful their Commander had come to and seemed to be assessing the situation, and a tiny part of him grateful that the large man had ignored the use of his name, just as he was stoutly ignoring the two fuckers at the other end of the door who were roaring for him to quiet down. With a growl that made the hair on the back of Juca's and Seko's neck stand Ibiki snarled at the two assholes.
"Even if I couldn't see or hear you I could smell you mother fuckers and unless you're going to tell me where my daughter is shut the fuck up or I will make your deaths twice as miserable."
Looking over at Juca and Seko he breathed through the pain, the roaring pain reducing to a dull ache, tilting his head at them.
"It took half an hour to reach here from the rock slide site; travelling south east they were quick to inject us with a paralytic solution before digging us out."
"Finally wearing off." Juca added with relief.
"We've been here for eight/ten minutes, they separated Angel from us when we got here." Seeing the anger rise in Ibiki Seko quickly added. "She's fine; she can take care of herself. You know that."
Ibiki knew it, hell they all knew it. His Little Angel had not only come back from Suna, taller, prettier and more grown up – evident from all the damn fucking perverts that followed her around but also deadlier. Ibiki had been torn between anger and pride when he found out that Garra had let Kaida train with and complete a few missions with his ANBU, not to mention the uproar when he found out Temari and Rizzo had taught her to use her feminine wiles.
But this was a different story.
"Any idea who they are?"
Gulping Juca nodded at Seko, who nodded back, then Juca shook his head and Seko raised his eyebrows leaning back to shake his head, then Juca frowned trying to cross his hands and Seko snorted scowling.
"Enough!"
Both men gulped and with years of practice and conspiracy to get out of trouble spoke at once. "Slavers, sex ring slavers."
The responding roar that followed had the two guards opening the door to investigate.
Weapon less, bootless, chained to a wall and suffering a concussion Morino Ibiki was still one scary fucker, the two guards that entered the room warily watching him. The woman that followed was tall, perhaps the same height as his daughter although a few years older and in the back of his mind Ibiki smirked in surprise and slight dismay – there went his statistic that ninety percent of Shinobi gangs were male lead, this woman made it a solid eighty.
Before Ibiki would simply notice that the woman had dyed blonde hair, a skinny build and whore like makeup, but after all the years with Sakura and therefore being inflicted with Yamanaka Ino and other style conscious women it was inevitable that he would now note the bad dye job, starving frame of a diet gone too far and with it extra facial hair that needed the thick hooker like make up.
"What's all the racket?"
"Where is Angel?"
The blonde snorted in the face of Ibiki's anger, secure in her superiority. "Is that her name? She's keeping my boys company, but don't worry your head over it, we'll be moving soon." With a nod to the two men she left the room, Ibiki's furious gaze following her as she waved her hand and two large dark skinned men walked in, his little Angel held up by her arms between them struggling to put her weight on her feet.
"Angel!"
Ibiki called her as he tried to stand up with his own strength, catching Juca and Seko doing the same thing as they protested her handling by the dark skinned men. "Angel are you okay, did they hurt you?"
Like them she was only dressed in a sleeveless top and pants, burgundy hair falling in waves down her back with a few sections barely hanging on to the plait she had put in this morning. Emerald eyes filled with relief as she saw her teammates and Dad, shock filling her at the unusual lack of strength from her Dad, sighing with relief as she caught the trembling start from his knees down and not the muscle. "Dad, I'm fine! Are all of you okay?"
With responses in the positive the Shinobi began to feel more secure, the little conversation giving time for the drug to wear off more and more until the woman re-entered the room.
"Bring the girl, the auction is about to start."
Kaida turned to the woman with wide eyes paling as saw the smirk on her face and the horror rising on her Dad's face. "Auction what auction . . . . . . " Then it clicked. "No . . . No, No!"
"You bastards let her go!
"Fuck, Angel!"
Juca and Seko roared barely standing as they used the wall for support, Ibiki pulling on his chains his face getting darker and darker. Rolling her eyes at girl's struggles the blonde nodded to a man behind her, nearly as tall as Ibiki he strode forward and pulling a baton from a loop on his pants reached Ibiki and with a heavy hand hit him on the head.
It was the point of impact for his previous head injury and Ibiki dropped like a sack of potatoes with the pain, black taking over his vision as he breathed harshly, his vision clearing within moments – never had he been more thankful for the metal plate in his head than he was now- he saw his Little Angel struggling anew to get to him, her mouth forming the word Dad over and over again, Seko and Juca scowling and shouting, calling the men holding them captive cowards, words filtering through his ears like static. But they cleared when the blonde stepped forward and pulled up Kaida's chin, looking her in the eye.
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way; your old man looks like he can take a fair beating."
"Okay, okay I'll be good." Kaida pleaded instantly sagging in the men's hold and watching her Dad, with a tearful sob she looked up at the blonde woman. "Let me say goodbye, please! I promise I'll co-operate . . . with everything, just let me say goodbye." Tears fell down her cheeks, Seko and Juca's protests ignored, Kaida concentrating on not looking at her Dad as she let the sorrow fill her eyes.
"How long left with the drug?"
"Hers is wearing off but they should have a good ten minutes left."
Rolling her eyes the blonde nodded at the answer, looking over the men she had chained to the wall, barely able to stand, using the wall to keep them on their feet and in the case of the Father slumped down in pain despite the glare he was levelling at her.
"Fine."
Kaida gave a teary smile, stumbling against the men as they released her and taking a few steps fell against the woman who helped her up and gave her a push towards the men. Towards her Dad who she passed, towards Juca who she passed until she reached Seko and leaning towards him wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Seko's eyes flew wide open before he closed them and tilted his head to deepen the kiss.
Juca looked at his teammates in shock, anger and jealousy rousing deep within him as he wondered how long this had been going on and why they had never told him. Ibiki began to stand fists clenching until the knuckles turned white and blood began to flow, his eyes turning black as a loud rumbling growl roared up through his chest, all pain gone as he focused on one thing.
"Get the hell off my daughter you bastard!"
Face losing all traces of laughter at the shock and anger of the two men at the revelation of the relationship between the team the woman stepped forward, dragging the girl off the boy, stumbling as she did the girl kept to her promise, going with the woman without protest giving her teammates and Father one last look. The impending doom evident to the blonde and her men as she and her auction prize disappeared down the corridor, leaving the room the men made bets on who would kill who first, the door banging closed with a resounding thud, leaving Seko alone with Juca and Ibiki, all trace of the drug gone from their bodies.
"What the hell was that, how long have you tow been going behind my back!"
"What the fuck were you doing kissing my daughter!"
Coughing and making a pleading gesture at them at the same time Seko somehow managed to scowl at them, hands coming up to his mouth as he gasped and smiled hands opening to show a key to Juca and Ibiki. "Don't blame me for her escape plan."
Juca laughed as he held out his wrists to Seko, the small key easily fitting into the manacle and opening them, taking the key Juca got to work on his feet and making a move to release Seko stopped at Ibiki's command. "Release me first."
Quickly releasing Ibiki Juca was pulled back as Ibiki took the key and stood over Seko.
"How long have you been with my daughter and why should I not kill you!"
Seko gulped at the hardness in Ibiki's voice. "Juca, take out the guards this will only take a minute."
Juca looked from his teammate to his Commander, shrugging as he turned to do as ordered despite Seko's frown which fell when faced with an enraged Ibiki.
"I 'm not with Kaida! I've never touched her – not like that, as far as I know she's still a virgin! I had nothing to do with the kiss. Hell I was just as shocked!"
With a grunt Ibiki opened the manacles glaring at what had once been one of his best ANBU. "We'll see about that."
If Seko had been a lesser man he would have fainted but having hero worshipped and learnt so much from the man before him he nodded and followed Ibiki out the door to find Juca standing over three unconscious men, winking at Seko.
"Find Angel!"
Ibiki's order was easy to follow, running a hundred metres down a corridor and turning a corridor they found Kaida standing over the two dark skinned men who had dragged her into their cell and the blonde woman, all unconscious. Relieved that his Little Angel was unharmed Ibiki strode forward and pulled her into a bone crushing hug, quickly pushing her away and looking as her sternly.
"What the hell was that?"
Frowning Kaida looked behind her Dad to her teammates, her face lighting up. "Aunt Rizzo and Aunt Temari –"
Ibiki interrupted her. "So you and Seko aren't-"
"What, no!" Kaida protested, despite wishes to the contrary with either of her teammates, she knew her Dad would take her off the team if he had any inkling of her inner thoughts." He was just the easiest to reach and furthest away so that they couldn't see me give him the key."
Slightly mollified- but making a note to hurt Rizzo and Temari- Ibiki nodded, glaring at Juca and Seko as he ordered them to find their gear and weapons. They needed to get out and inform Konoha about this, without Intel it would be stupid to do anything other than tie up their prisoners and get back up.
"Dad, are you okay?"
Looking down at his Little Angel, his sixteen year old daughter, Ibiki felt a shiver run down his spine, how long before she came home with a boyfriend, or until she let one of those perverts that were chasing her kiss her, or worse touch her. He was going to kill Rizzo and Temari for making his Little Angel into a woman.
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Dia Duit,
Major thanks to The Frisky Firelily for letting me use her idea, I hope you enjoyed the story and I can't wait to see what you thought.
Lots of love,
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