Hate me, thrill me. Love me, kill me.
Disclaimer: Do Kakashi and Itachi have hot sex during the anime? Do we have a Naruto shower scene in every volume? Did Sakura die in the first episode? Did Sasuke walk around naked?
Then do I own anything?
By now you know the warning…
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"Then where is he?" Bleu eyes looked at the unknown map below her. Just like everyone else she was worried about her ex-sensei. The man had been missing for a week, something that wouldn't have been that much of a problem had Kakashi not been in the neighbourhood of Akatsuki territory.
"His mission took place around here…" A pale finger moved towards a small dot, a village at the edge of a forest. Moving along the line of mountains, a ravine started, and then, what was started by a rumour several years ago, Akatsuki territory.
"That's where he went?" The girl asked again, getting annoyed. The adults were trying to sooth her and her friend, thinking they couldn't handle the truth. They probably didn't, even though they all knew what could've happened to their sensei and friend.
"So he's dead?" A voice destroyed the silence, just as the boy always did. Several looks moved to him. Hate, grief and concern was what he read in their faces. "Naruto." His youth friend hissed in the tone she always used to shut him up. Just as it had gone through school, so had it gone when they were teamed up with their rather young sensei.
"No he can't be." Kakashi's rival kept his eyes glued to the map beneath him. It seemed as though he new these kind of things. He was right most times, this was both soothing and frustrating. His eyes seemed to move the path the jounin seemed to have followed.
"But if he's still alive, then why didn't he return?" The blonde boy stated the obvious.
He didn't seem to understand any of this. In his eyes, his sensei was superior, or awesome, as he preferred to call him. Just as the time with Iruka, the jounin had been like a parent. An insane, unstable, reading porn in public but don't give a shit if people disagree with it, kicking ass when needed guy. He was kinda like his second dad, he wondered how Iruka would react if he'd say that.
"Not that I want to be discouraging, but why would he still be alive?" Some one else who allowed herself to call her Kakashi's friend asked to no one in the room. The temperature seemed to drop with that statement.
"If he's captured by Akatsuki, why are they keeping alive?"
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It is said death is the worst pain caused, not to the victim, but to the ones they so called 'love'. But when there is nobody that loves you, can they be hurt? How can one die, and not cause an impact? How can you get lost, if no one is looking for you?
In his youth, Kakashi had asked himself this question so many times it would drive him crazy. That is if he hadn't lost sanity before that.
With a jolt the jounin shot up, his body abruptly stopped by chains. "Ah… crap." He cursed, attempting to get loose. His tries in vain as he expected, but after a while he surprised himself as well.
He had never felt so good. He felt strong, healthy, but something was wrong. His mind was working faster then normal, scaring himself as he thought several things over and over again. What was that smell by the way? His body was warm, he had been covered by a blanket. And the cuts Itachi carved, as if they were never made. No pain, no sting, absolutely nothing. Looking down his now bare chest, he stared some of the seals his captor made.
Suddenly he shocked, he made a simple movement with his hand but it scared him. He felt like this body wasn't his. And what was that sound?
For a moment the jounin focused his gaze to a dark corner. Normally he wouldn't have seen anything, just a black stain near dark grey. But now he could see movement. A creature of the dark looked at him with round eyes. It was squeaking, and as it walked a faint sound crawled through the room.
"I am officially insane." The snowy haired male told himself, his own voice sounded different, scaring him like a little child. He wanted to bring his hands to his face and cry away the fear, the chains binding his wrists didn't allow him that comfort. The chains were short enough to keep his hands apart, not allowing him to combine seals. But they were long enough to move around a little, to shift in many possible ways.
A cry suddenly cut the silence, sending the rats scatter into the dark. It took Kakashi some time before he realised he made that sound. His mind was working to fast for him, like he was some handicapped child who knew nothing of his surroundings.
He looked up to the darkness across the small room, to a heavy wooden door. Something moved behind it, stopping as the door opened with sounds no man could hear. But he did.
Slowly, the door moved as more dark revealed itself behind it. A shadow slowly moved without sounds. Who the shady figure was no human could notice. But he did.
The aura surrounding this creature was dangerous, he always felt it, but now it was worse, more obvious. The figure slowly moved towards the bed he lay in. Kakashi slowly sat up, trying to get away from this dark soul. The creature stopped near him.
"How do you feel?" The voice was clear, pure. The aura he felt was strangling the jounin, al he wanted was the other male to leave. He started shaking uncontrollably as the other sat next down to him. He shuddered when he felt a hand gently touch him. With a jerk he tried to move away, to his limited area a few inches further.
The other male moved closer as well, gently pushing two arms around him. Kakashi felt as if the air was taken away from him, suffocating by Itachi's appearance. The shaking got worse as he couldn't get away, tears filling his painful eyes. The jounin cried when a soft hand was brought to his face again. Tears started to fall, watering the hand.
"Shhhh." Itachi hushed him, comforting him. There were so many ways he could take his enemy down now, but he didn't. His body was in perfect shape, but he was like an infant, unable to stop shaking until his mother would sooth him.
So for now he allowed Itachi's presence calm him down. He felt like he was alone his whole life, so a little companionship was more then welcome, even if this new reassurance came from his worst nightmare. But why did he feel like this? Had the seals carved into his flesh cause this?
"Don't worry, everything will be alright."
The dead are not dead,
they are the storm in the wind,
they are the ocean in the hurricane,
and they are the music only the deaf can hear.
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… wanna say thanks for the tips, I do take note. Hope you people keep doing that, my English is getting better, and I'm surpassing my English teacher. That is until I finally get the hang of al and all and of and off and stuff like that. Who came up with that XD? So thanks.