Chapter five: Tea

Itachi sat in what looked like the living room of the hideout. He was reading a newspaper. One that looked like it came from Konoha.

'Suna Still in Peril! Konoha's Aid Needed' it read. A small evil smirk crossed his lips. This was fun.

He turned the page as someone entered the room.

"Hey Itachi, hmm." he greeted plopping himself on a couch.

"Deidara. Back already?" Itachi asked not even bothering to look away from the paper.

"Yeah." He eyed a chain that was clutched tightly in one of his hands. "What's with the chain?..hmm"

"See for yourself."

He followed the chain to the floor. It ended tied around the wrist of a young girl. Only this girl made him raise an eyebrow. Not because of the way she looked, oh no. Sparks would fly if any girl was with Itachi for less than an hour.

It was her clothes. She was wearing a very tight maid uniform. She had a black hair band in her hair and her panties were clearly visible. And there was much more cleavage than that.

She was fast asleep one hand gripped around the chain.

"When did you get your own personal maid?...hmm"

"She's a hostage."

"Don't you think the uniform is a bit too much?...hmm"

"She had to choose. Either change into what I supplied for her or stay in her old ragged clothes until they fell aprat. Mind you if she kept her old one you would be seeing more than what you see now."

He gave the chain a tug, waking up the sleeping girl from her slumber. She stumbled to her feet as he tugged again. She stood beside him.

"...what?" she asked.

Itachi's eyes turned from his paper, looking her dead in the eyes. "What did I tell you about answering with 'what'?"

She turned her head away. He grabbed her chin.

"You will answer with a 'yes sir' or 'no sir'. Am I understood?" he asked.

"...yes sir." Temari finally said.

"Good. Now get me some tea."

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Gaara looked gloomily at the tea in the cup. He couldn't drink it. He wasn't thirsty. It reminded him too much of Temari. It made him remember every morning back in Suna. He would be sitting at his desk working on morning paperwork, when Temari would come in with a nice hot teapot of morning tea.

Kankuro observed his little brother. He was just as worried as Gaara.He sat down next to him. "Don't worry, Gaara. we'll find her."

Gaara stood up, placing his cup on the table. "Then lets go look again."

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"You did that on purpose." Itachi gave Temari a slap in the face. She dropped the tea tray. The pots and cups crashed to many pieces on the floor.

"You've been driving me ever since I let you out. Now I'm over the edge." he closed his eyes and opened them quickly to see Temari had backed up in fear, but stood strong and tall.

"Hit me with your best shot!" she spat back.

Deidara climbed over the couch to hide, not wanting to see what would happen next.

Temari tried to close her eyes but it felt as if Itachi was keeping them open.

" Mangekyou Sharingan!"