The Art of Love

Chapter Nine: The Attack

Rated M for sexual contact, violence, and language

By: Midnight-Runaway

One Year and Three Years

Moans filled the room as the figure regained consciousness. Looking around it stiffened. The figure sat cuffed to the table. His chakra levels completely suppressed. Struggling against the restraints, he hissed from feeling them dig deeper into his skin. Sighing, he rested patiently waiting. He jumped at the sound of the door opening. An indigo haired female walked in, taking a sit across from him. Placing a file on the, she picking up a paper. He tried to watch the indigo haired female, with his no swollen eye.

"Akifumi," she said not looking up at him, "age 35, dark brown hair, brown eyes. Six foot two, 75 kg, tattoo on right shoulder blade of a snake. Orphan from the sound, Linked to numerous underground organizations, linked in cases with weapons smuggling, rape, murder, and human trafficking," she said placing the paper down. "Married at one point but the wife was killed. No children. Wanted in three countries." Her light orbs stared at face was emotionless. Akifumi took in the woman. "You're a pretty one," he said smirking. Leaning back, he waited for a reaction. Getting none, he frowned. "You know so much about me. How about you tell me about you, hun," he said leaning closer. Looking at him, the female scattered pictures across the table.

Looking at the pictures, Akifumi smiled. "Twenty-seven women," she said sitting back a little. "Found in your basement. Along with two dead bodies, many illegal weapons, and a large sum of money," she paused taking out another picture. Placing it in front of him looked at it. "Dead man we found last year, he was smuggling drugs and had a rather large sum of money on him. He was linked to you." Smirking Akifumi leaned back again. "Why to bring me here," he said glaring at the woman. She gathered the photo and brought another one. Akifumi picked up the picture and stared at it. The man in the picture had short blonde hair, and hazel eyes, a tattoo visible on his neck and a scar across the side of his jaw.

Putting the picture down, he glared at the woman. "Yuu," he whispered. "I don't know where he is," he said looking at the wall. The female watched as his body language changed. His body was stiff, his jaw tight, and hands clammed together. "We are not the police. We are not bound to any laws. We have one obligation," she said standing up, "that is to protect at any cost." Gathering her file, she looked at the beaten man, "No mercy shall be shown. No trial will be given. Give us information on Yuu and you will be placed in a maximum security jail. If you refuse to comply or lie to us," she said stepping by the door, "we are not bound to any law and we answer to no one," she said before closing the door.

The woman sighed, and pulled her hair out of the pony tail, letting it fall down her back. "Hinata-san," the man waiting outside the door said. "Izumo-san make sure there are at least four guards. Inform Ibiki-san he is ready for questioning. Also, could you send this over to the intel department and this one sent to the Hokage office please." she said handing him two flies. Nodding the man bowed and walked away. Letting out a yawn Hinata, found her way out the headquarters. Feeling the sun on her cold skin, she smiled a little. It was mid spring. The weather was nice and the sky was clear. Her eyes watched the people around. They were walking by, children playing in the streets, venders selling food, and housewives gossiping. It was normal, so peaceful. She wondered if they knew the horrors. The things that they feared the most were real; the monsters in the fairytales and movies were real. Human beings were capable of such disgusting behavior it was shocking.

Shaking her head, she made her way home. Her body ached. Her mind was in distress. It was clouded with thoughts of the brutality that they witnessed. The mission was a simple retrieval mission. The target was to find Akifumi and bring him back alive. The horrors they found were worse. The women changed to the floor, crying, some begging to die. Hinata used to criminals, killing, but not live victims. Their eyes, their scars, wounds, and cries kept ringing in her ears. How many more were there? How many young women had been taken from their homes and sold like property? Sighing, she stood in front of the door. Opening it, she walked in not noticing her husband and his best friend sitting on the couch. Moving past the two figures, she found herself in their bedroom. Peeling off her clothes, she let them fall to the ground. Stepping away from the pool of clothes at her feet, she walked into the bathroom.

Feeling the hot water hit her skin, she closed her eyes. Leaning her head against the wall, she let the water wash the dirt and the memories away. Stopping the shower, she stepped out. "Here," she heard Sasuke's voice as he handed her a towel. He leaning against the sink hand stretched out giving her a towel. Looking up at him, she meets his eyes but didn't move. Stepped further out, and stood there for a second. Water dripped to the ground. Sasuke moved closer, his face expressionless. Opening the towel, he wrapped it around her body. Using another, he dried her hair. Looking down at her, he pulled her closer and held her. Closing her eyes, she rests her head against his chest, taking in his scent. She felt safe in his arms. He made the haunting memories go away. Like an angle he protected her.

"Rough mission," he whispered into her hair. Nodding the ex-heiress held on to him tighter. "I don't want to talk about it," she whispered. He sighed and pulled her away. She kissed his cheek and moved leaned against the wall and watched her dress herself. His eyes didn't leave her figure ones. They had been married two years now. He had come to realize when her mission was especially rough one, she would pull away. She wanted to space or just a quite shoulder to cry on. This was her worst; he hated seeing her like this.

Hinata was his wife, his sweet, kind, and gentle wife. Traits he loved and hated at the same time. Missions didn't affect him like they did her. Hinata had a gentle soul, she was pure and he was not. She was light and he was darkness. "Naruto's here," Sasuke said sitting next to his wife. He felt her weight shift as she stood in front of Sasuke. She nodded. Moving to the living room, her eyes meet Naruto and smiled slightly.

The blonde nodded back, watching the distressed woman sit down. "I had the file sent over to your office." The young Hokage nodded taking a sip of his drink. Leaning back, he studied the woman for a minute. In the past years, she was undeniably a beauty. Long hair, angelic face, and fair skin just some of the things that made her beautiful. But she wasn't the pink haired beauty. Her eyes were piercing green. Her face didn't hold her smile. She wasn't Sakura. He had felt bad after rejecting her love. He knew rejection well and he tried to see her like he saw Sakura, but love was love.

"Sakura is expecting," he blurted out. Hinata felt a rush of happiness. "That's amazing Naruto."

"How long," she asked scooting closer to Sasuke. "Four months. We are beyond excited. Sakura wanted to be here to tell you but I just couldn't hold it back anymore," he said grinning like an idiot. Hinata smiled. "I want you guys to be the grandparents," he said rubbing his neck. Sitting back, he looked at the shocked pair. "Godparents," Hinata asked. He nodded. "Sakura and I could not find two more suitable people." "Naruto we'd love to," Hinata said looking at Sasuke. "Dobe," was all Sasuke said smiling slightly at the man in front of him

Listening to the shower running, the Uchiha pulled herself up. Leaning her back against the head board, she pulled her knees resting her head on them. Hearing the shower turn off, her eyes stared at the door watching for it to open. Within minutes, Sasuke opened the door. His eyes meet hers. There was a distance between them. It had been there since they found out Sakura was expecting. There were some unsaid feelings lingering. He looked away and she watched him slip on boxers. Throwing the towel in the hamper, he sat next to her. Pulling her to him he held her. Hinata had been pregnant before. It was a six months after their marriage. The day he found out, he was excited. She was three months along when their child was lost. It took a while for her to recover from the ordeal.

"I have I disappointed you," she whispered into his chest. Sasuke pulled her closer. "Never," he said kissing her head. Looking into her eyes Sasuke sighed. "I love you Hinata Uchiha," he said kissing her. "And I you," she said kissing his chest.

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The sun shinned brightly in the blue sky. The smell of spring traveled through the park. It was a beautiful day in the leaf. The park was filled with families enjoying their Saturdays. Children's laughter ran through the air. Couples walked through the park whispering sweet nothings to each other.

Venders sold food to families. A man sat on the park bench. His long red hair moved along with the wind. He felt something fall on his lap. Turning his attention to the object, he saw a pink ball. "I'm sorry," a little girl said standing in front of his hazel eyes towards the ball, he smiled. Picking it up he gave it to the little girl. The young girl no over five smiled and took it. Her eyes stared at the tattoo on his hand. "What's that," she said moving closer. The man stared at the pure creature. "That is a tattoo. It's a snake," he said pulling his shelve back to show her the entire thing. The little girl stared at awe. "What's your name," the red head asked.

The girl looked up at him and smiled. "Akio," she said holding out her little hand. Grinning the man shook her hand. "Kia," he said. "Run along now," he said smiling. The little girl moved away running back to her parents. Kia sighed and moved away."Excuse sir you forgot your bag," someone called out after him. Not paying attention he kept walking away making hand signs as he went. Loud screams filled the air as a loud blast shook the city. "Done on my part," Kia said. He watched as another across town shock the later an alarm rang through the city. He watched as people rushed into stores and homes clearing out the streets. Ninjas began to fill the city. It was the time he left.

The sound of the alarm caused her to jump slightly. Looking at the Hokage, she stood closer to him. Hinata looked around the room full of delegates. She was the Hokage's personal guard today. "I need this room cleared. Tiger move the delegates to the secondary location. I need a lock down of the floor," she ordered the ANBUs. Nodding they room emptied quickly leaving Hinata, Hokage, sectary and two other ANBUs. Naruto moved closer to the window seeing the smoke in the air. Turning back, his looked at them. "I need an assessment," he said to the Hinata. The door swung open, followed by a breathless Sakura. "Naruto, Blast at the park and city center," she said before taking deep breaths, "The hospital is packed. I need every available medical ninja."

Naruto nodded. Looking over at his secretary he took a deep breath. "I need every available ninja to secure the city. No one is to leave. Get every available medic to help.," he said sitting down on his chair. The woman nodded and left. Hinata stared out the window and stared at the smoke.

An ANBU appeared next to Hinata, "there have been two explosions at two locations. No intruder has been found. We think they escaped." Naruto looked up and sighed. "Get me Nara." Waiting he stared out the window. Nara stepped into the office. Sighing he began, "Hokage-Sama, it is too early to tell but form the works; this attack is the one similar to the one that happened at the Mist. Meaning it could be the YUU's men. The men will have already left the village." Naruto turned around looking at Nara. Nodding he sat on his chair."Hokage- Sama there had been an attack on the intel division. Prisoner Akifumi was killed." Naruto grimaced. "It was a diversion," he said slamming his hand on the table.

"What information had we retrieved from him," Naruto asked Nara. "Only the name Kia." "Hokage-same," Hinata started, "his capture was a need to know bases, he was brought in a face covered and no one without clearance had the ability to go near him. He was heavily guarded," she blonde haired man stared at her. "Are you implying we have a mole?" She nodded. "Hokage-same how else would they know where he was being held." Naruto sat in his chair, his hands rubbing his temples. "Get me Ibiki and Ino," he barked the command. "I think I need sake," he muttered.