Hate me, thrill me. Love me, kill me.
I wrote this one a long time ago, I hope you like it.
Summary: The Uchiha grinned. "My friend, when I'm done with him, he would love to slay our enemies, or shall I say, his friends?" Tell me what you think.
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"I can't believe I got into this mess." The Copy Ninja sighed before he sat down on a thick tree branch. "How could I've been so stupid?" He mentally slapped himself, and even that hurt like hell.
The sun was going down, its rays casting a red glow on the orange leaves of the trees. Kakashi shuddered. The trees were loosing their leaves. Even though it was spring time. This can't be good. He shifted a little, a yelp passed his lips from the piercing pain in his chest. His mission had ended successfully, he killed the bad guy and saved a whole village. A small hamlet, but still, a lot of people lived there.
"AAAH damnit!" He grabbed his chest again, the stinging pain had gotten worse. He opened his vest, finding his shirt was covered in blood. Oh great. He took his backpack of his back and planted it in front of him. The jounin unbuttoned his shirt, showing his bandages were soaked in blood. Removing them, showing his well-built chest, together with a nasty looking wound, close to his shoulder.
He replaced the bind ups and got himself ready to leave again. He had no hope of recovery, not until he would get home. After he had left the small village, he had decided to take a short cut to his home town through a valley, a stupid choice, for he was now deep in Akastuki territory.
Just my luck, why am I so stubborn?
He kept his hopes up. After all the attack of the Akastuki warrior had been three days ago, they wouldn't find him anymore. And luckily for him the warrior recognized him and made a run for it, even after he managed to hurt Kakashi badly. He got stabbed by a kunai, the knife broke and a small part now stuck in the jounins chest. He had attempted to pick it out, but he knew his best chances were getting away before some really bad Akastuki members would decide to hunt him down.
And with a shudder, he thought of the one who would love to drown him in his own blood.
(Meanwhile, deep in Akastuki territory…)
"Sir… what are your real intensions?" The man asked, his voice held a respectful tone. "What do you mean?" Black eyes slowly turned towards the old male. "You are scheming sir." To this, a small laugh crossed the room. "You, my old friend, know me to well." He said after a short silence.
"Its my job to gather information sir." The guy didn't look him in the eyes, it could mean disrespectful. The Uchiha shifted on his seat. The old man left the room, the door closed with a soft click, leaving him for a moment. Then, as out of nothing, he smiled to himself. After some time the man came back with something to drink.
"Here you go sir." Itachi looked at him for a brief moment, then looked away again. "Thank you Ryu." He whispered. The man sat across the table, staring into the flames of the candles on the table. The Uchiha looked at him and smiled again.
"What's wrong my friend? You seem so troubled." He sat up straight again, taking a cup of the tea the old man had brought him. "The Copy Ninja… he is somewhere in this area…and…" Ryu stirred in his cup. "Well… I don't want to run into that guy again." Ryu smiled slightly before he shuddered.
The Uchiha grinned. "My friend, when I'm done with him, he would love to slay our enemies, or shall I say, his friends?" The old man stood up and walked to a closet, taking several weapons out and putting them on the table. "Thank you." Itachi grinned picking them up one by one and placing them on his body.
When he was done he slowly stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow." And with that the Uchiha disappeared in thin air, leaving Ryu alone in the rather dark room.
Its so quiet here. Kakashi had climbed down his tree and started sneaking fast, getting away as soon as possible. Behind the trees the sun had become a deep red, the sky now an eerie purple. He had left his backpack and was now sneaking towards a different direction. Hoping the pack would serve as bait, so anyone stupid enough to pick it up would fall for the trap he had set.
After a while Kakashi stopped again and sat down near a huge tree. It was completely dark, the sky was clouded, the stars and even the moon were covered. His chest hurt, the wound was probably getting infected. Just my luck. A twig broke, someone was close by. Kakashi slowly grabbed a kunai, making sure not to draw to much attention to himself.
"You look so tired my dear friend." The voice was familiar, and still so unreal. The Copy-nin quivered a bit. "What do you want?" He asked the shadow. "You will find out soon enough." Came the empty reply. The jounin wanted to get up, invisible wires shot through the dark and constricted him.
Damn it. He thought miserably. "Now now what's that?" Footsteps came his way, the figure walked out of the shadows. Kakashi was bound to the tree, unable to move. He was struggling, the wires became tighter forcing him to stop before he would suffocate. He looked down to his side, one hand trying to cut the bindings. Suddenly he was grabbed by his chin, now looking into the eyes he feared most.
"It has been a while, hasn't it?"
When your bones lay on the floor, sky wept and soul cried.
There is no silence that can replace your sweet cent.
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Chapter one done, did you like it? If you have some comments you are free to tell me, I am still a rookie writer. Little short for me but I'll make it up.
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