rooks
093. chess
She couldn't stop crying.
They were so close. So close to getting Sasuke back. So close to what they had been working towards for years.
They were so fucking close.
Kisame didn't pay much heed towards her as she sobbed on his back, other than grunting an "Oi, you're making my cloak wet. Stop it."
She would've tried escaping at the first opportunity, but she hated the way she couldn't even gather enough chakra into her fist to punch the shark-nin. His large sword was resting at her side, and she could just feel it eating away at her energy.
The Akatsuki were sick.
"Itachi, can you carry her for a while? Seriously, she's beginning to piss me off."
"Hn." Her body was carelessly tossed at Kisame's partner, and she found herself in the arms of the man she hated with all her body and soul.
"Don't touch me, you bastard," she hissed through gritted teeth, half desperate, half furious. "I hate you—I hate you…!" And she broke into angry sobs again.
She couldn't see him, but she was sure he was quirking an eyebrow the way Sasuke would when she was being particularly outrageous. "For killing my little brother?" he asked, almost indifferently. It was as if he didn't care. He killed the last of his family, and he didn't care.
Her hands clenched. She couldn't do anything. Not here, not now—not to him.
"Listen, kunoichi." The Uchiha's voice was low and dangerous as he spoke quietly into her ear. "In the big picture, my little brother was nothing more than a rook. You"—her tears nearly stopped entirely from her fear of the man—"are just a bishop—even of a lesser importance than Sasuke. You're just bait, holding enough significance to lure out the queen."
Bait. Queen. "N-Naruto…"
"Correct." She couldn't stop shaking in his arms. "And without the queen, the king is nothing. Konoha will fall. The entire shinobi world will fall."
He said she was a bishop, but right now, she felt like nothing more than a pawn.
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