Chapter Eleven: The reason why…
In all honesty, it hadn't been that long since Kakuzu left the Akatsuki, the reasons why, he kept to himself and the group kept it hidden as well. The truth was, he snapped.
An animal within him emerged, snarling against its restraints until the cage was unhinged and the brazen claws and teeth attacked in wild fury, the impatience and consistent blood lust in the man had boiled to limit break and at first the akatsuki thought they could control him, settle him down.
But the attacks became more frequent, more unpredictable; on missions meant for stealth he would massacre villages. Hidan was the most liable to his rage but all that did was increase his swearing stamina, but the others were immediately under threat.
The reluctant resignation was quiet, Kakuzu agreed that there would be nothing between them and Pein felt only slightly comfortable with the overall ordeal purely due to a sense of trust in the man and the fact he knew that he could kill Kakuzu with ease if the older man thought some form of revenge was necessary.
It wasn't on Kakuzu's mind at all, as he lounged at home, spending all the carefully spent money on his part with a careless heart, no more keeping watch of the cash from the childish members, no more relying on Hidan to keep a level head or anyone to be even a little obedient. It was…like retirement.
He did occasional mercenary jobs and body guarding to keep up money flow but he had enough to keep him and only him for as long as desired. Ino was probably his first big mission, the young, feisty daughter of a rich man, victim to a secret ambush; it didn't seem difficult at first.
Then affairs of the heart decided to pop up and engulf him in an unfamiliar haze of protection and…care for the blonde, including an aspect of desire from the way she set his worn, gnarled body alight with a young, fresh glow.
His crimson and emerald eyes widened with a horrific jolt of horror and anger as he stared at the woman who brought the humour, the action and the... life out of him, lying on the ground, unmoving and cold, the blood glistening in the continued blasts of violent lightening.
Zetsu had only been half ready for the unruly response from the ex-member yet still couldn't hold him back from dashing to Hidan who looked down at his work with a sinful smile. Allira blocked Kakuzu off for mere seconds to prevent the surprise attack on the Jashinist. He snapped her arm back with a sickening blow and she yelped.
Grabbing the cursed hand in two hands, it took less than a second to crush all the bones and scales and she gritted her teeth. Hidan pushed her out of the way, without being rough but far enough to give her time to heal and sneered at Kakuzu with a foolish temperament that displayed his obvious unawareness that Kakuzu might just be able to kill him for real at this point.
The scarred man definitely thought he could and went for Hidan's neck. The albino dodged and grinded the scythe through Kakuzu's abdomen, the sudden gush of blood and assumed pain wasn't evident on his face and he gripped the priest's left arm with the strength of a bear trap, with a single blow he tore the man's limb off, less than smoothly, leaving a hideous, mauled gnash of blood, bone and muscle.
"Son of a fucking bitch!"
Zetsu melded up through the floor in front of the brutish man and clawed several roots around his body, lifting him up with wooden strength, Kakuzu clearly was having none of it, releasing the winding black wires from the sewn in scars of his limbs, he snapped and split the roots until he fell back to the ground and knelt, with a powerful spinning kick he got Zetsu to the ground, then grabbing his kunai from his strap with inhuman speed, embedded it into the white side's shoulder.
Darting to Ino, he picked her up with a firm comfort that held her limp, dead weighted form tightly to his chest, despite the several wounds. Allira hadn't quite finished repairing her hand but flew at Kakuzu who struck her with another heavy combat from his left that landed her on the floor, in a second she was back up and in front of the wired man who was heading for the door, barring the way she took a few moments of ground-breaking silence to watch him, when something clicked, her eyes widened and she stood up straight, disappearing back to Hidan and Zetsu.
Kakuzu knew why, she couldn't take him on alone, and…strangely enough, something in her eyes told him she didn't want to, like a sense of realisation. Huh, Newbies…
Sprinting out the door he didn't look back until they were outside the house and further down into the acres of garden that Kakuzu owned by barely used.
Allira calmly went to Zetsu, kneeling down to fasten the roots back up as he took them back into his body, Hidan scowled swear words and waited for Allira to fix him up, holding his left arm in his right hand like it wasn't missing from his body.
"Why didn't you attack him?" his tone was not unkind, but demanding nonetheless.
"I knew I couldn't, besides, something tells me that girlis innocent, and he seems to know it to the point of being willing to die for her, I saw it in his eyes. I am not going to face that by myself.
Zetsu nodded as the kunai was taken out with a subtle wince and the flesh matted back up, kissing him on the head with a cautious smile he returned such gesture shyly.
"Right, says the guy who said stop the fucking flirting, Allira, get over here and fix me already, this stings like several bitches!" Hidan yelled and she eventually went over to deal with it, without Kakuzu there to tie him up, she was kind of a last resort.
"How are we going to explain this to Pein?" the Jashinist eventually inquired.
"It won't be easy, but he will understand if we explain that Kakuzu simply snapped, you know what a vicious bastard he is like that" Zetsu shrugged.
"Can we at least raid this place before we go; Kakuzu is fucking pumped with cash!"
"I don't think it's a good idea to anger him further, but hey, let's go back to the leader saying we didn't quite get Kakuzu, but his house is fucked" Allira piped.
"Meh! It would be fucking hilarious!"
"Says the one who had his arm ripped off, idiot" Zetsu added with a roll of deep gold eyes.
She was alive, that was the most important thing. But for how much longer he didn't know. There was a small furnished summer house further down his garden; he assumed that he could trick the Akatsuki members if they did try to attack; this he highly doubted, laying the young woman down on a cushioned sofa, he almost never came here, it was a bit of a hideout if necessary.
Right now it was necessary.
Feeling for her pulse, the shallow movements of her chest unnerved him and he took some time and effort in pumping his hands on her ribs, then breathing rasped air into her lungs.
With a cough and a groggy flutter of eyelashes she awoke and groaned, Kakuzu sat Ino up, resting her against his chest as he too sat down. The touch of her hair under his chin was warming and he smiled a little, he waited for her to regain a sense of reality.
"What happened?"
"Hidan"
"…Right"
"He threw you against the bed post with enough force to break your skull over the wood, you're bleeding badly"
"I figured, I haven't dyed my hair before so wondered why the hell it decided to go all funky red on me" she claimed wearily and he chuckled.
"…How do you feel?"
"Like someone threw me against a bed post with enough force to break my skull over the wood"
"Ah"
"My thoughts exactly, have you noticed how witty I am when half conscious?"
"Quite" he buried his nose into her hair, this was way too tender but he didn't care, seeing her lying so pale and broken on the ground had messed up his brain, she had a tendency to do that.
He was stunned to discover plush lips against his own and sighed into the taste of strawberry and milk that was her flavour, the bitter tang of blood got mixed up but something in that darkened mind of Kakuzu meant he really didn't mind it.
Winding his arms around her, she turned around in his lap to straddle him and the kiss went deeper. A gentle nudge against her lower lip persuaded her to open her mouth enough to let the rough, sensual texture of his hot tongue dance over hers with a dominating grace.
The light gasp that elicited her throat threw him off, something hitched in his throat and he responded to her formerly passionate touch with something of growing primal desire. It wasn't a good idea to be indulging in her affections after losing control not ten minutes ago.
But she felt so good! Tasted so good! It sent him delirious the way her soft body melded against him like it was made to fit, the only sounds that surrounded them was the faint whip of wind bracing against the thick glass of the hut, obscured amongst the vibrant tree's, shadowed by the night.
The rustling sounds of clothing continued to ignite his emotions. Threading his calloused hands through her locks, he unwound them from their binding and momentarily admired the flowing golden waterfall that tumbled down her back. Ino seemed pleased with his reaction, at her cheeky smirk he leant down to deliver kisses to her neck that wiped the mischievous glint from her expression and replaced it with satisfaction and soundless pleasure.
His teeth less than cautiously nipped into the flesh and the volume increasing moans from the blonde urged him on, to the point where blood was drawn and he licked it with reluctant apology as she yelped quietly. Warm hands found their way to her stomach and back and she bent her forehead onto his shoulder as he explored the expanse of creamy flesh, massaging the areas around her hips to encourage a vocal reaction from her.
Kakuzu, as if the ex-akatsuki could evoke such response in a woman, the hardened, seemingly inhuman man hadn't even indulged in the cheap desire of street corners much, it was like god had given the devil an angel to handle, his devil was tamed for now at least.
"Kakuzu" she breathed and his eyes hazed over, neither of them was prepared for what happened next.
A/N: Well hope you liked it; I have devised the plot from this point on so it won't be mindless improvisation! Please continue your support if you feel my writing deserves it.
The start of the…love scene...damn poetic romance! I used ALL of my Fan Fiction smut experience to devise a large portion of cliché moments durin' the lovin'. How original.
My nan just came in and after telling her I was doing some writing, she asked to read it! I had to pull up an old original piece to hide the fact I am the shame of the family Ahahaha, oh well! THEY WILL NEVER KNOW.
#LAW09
To TheAkatsukisFangirl: Hello again! Wonderful to see you! Aahaha, who knows? That's the goal! Oh gosh I know, it's so obvious how old-fashioned I am. At the time of writing it was because I couldn't think of anything else, it was the spur of the moment! Thanks for the appreciation and another lovely review!