Hate me, thrill me. Love me, kill me.
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Blood thirst, probably torture, violence, death of maybe YOUR favourite character, angst, sexual molesting, adult themes and more stuff if I can think of any. Thank you for your kind support.
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For a moment time stood still. Kakashi seemed to have lost himself in thought again, the other male didn't know if this was a good or a bad sign. Ryu could get here any moment now with assistance, but Itachi wasn't sure anymore if that would be enough.
"Do you really think I can beat you to a bloody pile of organs?"
"…?"
"Because I really want to."
Still speaking those last words the jounin moved upon his feet. He seemed to have trouble, and when Itachi saw why courage seeped back into his body. His enemy had a disadvantage, but the Uchiha realised that may not be enough.
"No more mercy." The jounin hissed before disappearing, almost completely out of Itachi's sight. But he saw his enemy move to the right, still he blocked the attack to late. Kakashi had kicked him against a tree, knocking him out for the tiniest of seconds.
But he didn't die.
Because Kakashi couldn't kill him, not now. He had just realised his foot was broken, but how was a complete mystery to him. Memories of his past returned. Like an ocean wave, they came, and left again slowly. And what remained was what he needed to know. The reason, the only reason why he was grateful he received his Sharingan. He raised his shaking hands and, as if on instinct he combined the right seals for a healing spell. When his hands stopped glowing he touched the broken area. And soon it was healed.
A groan next to him got him on his feet again, and he was gone before Itachi opened his eyes.
Where are you? Was the first that crossed his mind before he slowly sat up. The dark would hide the Copy-Nin, so he could be anywhere. And that meant he could've escaped already. Dammit! Itachi mentally screamed at himself before looking for traces. He wasn't too happy when the traces led to a tree, and they vanished where the roots of the tree started.
Dark eyes followed the roof of the leaves, not noticing that what meant most. His hands reached for his throat when a thick rope around his neck pulled him just a few inch of the ground. Without thinking he reached for a weapon and tried to cut the rope, slicing thin air but falling on the ground nonetheless, the rope had vanished like a ghost. Coughing he fell on his knees, desperate to get up again.
And again it was silent, Itachi almost forgot to breath. He couldn't detect Kakashi's presence, and it made him crazy. It was so quiet the boy could hear his own heartbeat, together with his breath accelerating. Until a sound behind him made his heart nearly stop. He nearly jumped when a bird flew away into the darkness, fleeing away from that place.
And it stayed silent. No signs of Kakashi, but he still dared not to move.
The silence that was driving Itachi insane. Never, not once in his live had he felt so vulnerable. But now it was as if a thousand eyes were watching him. A thousand eyes, of witch one Sharingan. Soon Itachi could hear his heartbeat racing again, and again he froze when quick footsteps came to hearing.
They were far away, and very light, but they were coming closer, the grass breaking under the light weight. And they were everywhere. Right now Itachi was desperate for a strand of silver. Did Kakashi make more clones, there seemed so many. Until it all stopped, and just a few inch away from his face two unequal eyes pierced his soul, before a knife was sliced along his throat. And it hurt so much. He could feel the blood nearly streaming down his neck, and even inside of him hot blood streamed to his lungs, making him want to scream. But he couldn't, a pained yelp had formed on his lips, but only a frightening gurgle made its way through his lips.
The sounds of blood hitting the ground came through to him, until the pain slowly died out, only the fear of dying remained. But he didn't die. Without realising it Itachi had one hand kludged to his throat, but his hand was dry. Kakashi had never attacked him, and when that thought slowly came through, through a haze of fear and anxiety he could see two eyes watching him, before they disappeared.
Heaving, Itachi slowly came back to reality. The pain and heat of blood seemed so real. But how? Had Kakashi really hypnotised him, making the horror of dieing real? With knees still shaking the Uchiha got on his feet, his eyes drawn to a small spot Kakashi had been a few moments ago. The traces leading away from him, so the jounin could prepare again. But from now on Itachi wouldn't be so nice. If Kakashi wanted to fight, then a fight he would get.
Baring teeth for a moment and Itachi was on his way, following the traces so Kakashi would get little time to prepare. Running now, Itachi kept changing his gaze between the prints on the ground and the trees above him. The thick roof of leaves was thinning out, and soon there were only little leaves left. More sounds died out, and soon Itachi could only hear his own silent footsteps.
Then another pair seemed to echo with his. Between the black silhouettes of the trees he could see a shade of silver rushing towards him. Gotcha. His enemy had lunged and attack, practically throwing himself upon him, but when Itachi's clone disappeared the jounin landed roughly on the cold ground, rolling a few feet before ending up on his back.
It's cold, I need some clothes. Was the first though that crossed his mind before he got up again. A soft noise came his way, paired with a heavy breathing. A low growl came to hearing, and as the creature passed Kakashi, the jounin smiled slightly, and soon followed the wolf, knowing it would lead him to the real Itachi.
And within moments the aura that belonged to his enemy reached him again, and both he and his wolf stopped. Itachi, being the owner of Sharingan would prove to be a formidable opponent, even though Kakashi had become this powerful. He could feel it; fire was burning inside of him, and every time he used a technique, the fire disappeared, only to come back stronger. He was freezing the one moment, burning the next.
But beyond the agony and fear he witnessed new things.
From the moment they are born, children can sense another's presence. This ability, if not trained, would be lost over the years. But Kakashi could feel Itachi, a short distance to the left of him. And more souls were coming, though he could not figure out where they were coming from, but there were four of them. One he knew too well, another he had met before, and two that were new, but they were coming nonetheless.
Another thing was… Itachi's smell… sure, everything carried a scent. And they were all different. But now, it was as if he could actually see the odour Itachi had left behind. Like a ribbon, floating around, carried along by the wind. And when the scent was dying out, it became mist, soon to die out. But the things the ribbon had touched, kept a hold on the scent.
Brought back from his trance, Kakashi could hear things he had never heard before. Itachi had moved further away from him, but when he focused enough he could hear the grass break beneath his feet, every breath he took and even every beat his heart made in his chest. It was a steady beat, but his breath betrayed the fact that Itachi was a little nervous.
And to that, the jounin smiled. And without the need of giving any sign, his hound roared into the night. The cries echoed before they vanished. And when silence followed again, the silver haired one could hear Itachi's heartbeat again, racing, and his breath deeper.
With his own cry Kakashi started to run towards Itachi's direction, his hound on his heels. Driven by an urge he couldn't fight, he started to run faster, the sounds and scent of his enemy becoming stronger. Until he could see him, see the Uchiha between the trees, waiting for him with his Sharingan eyes glued on him.
Nothing in his hands, Itachi was waiting for him. Kakashi was coming for him, unarmed, but probably stronger in every kind of way. Bring it on. Was the last thing Itachi though about before his mind stopped, and all that was there were he and his enemy attacking him. Even time went slower this way, making it as if Itachi was able to move faster. His enemy was dashing towards him, approximately twenty steps away from him, fifteen steps away from him, only ten…
Kakashi tilted a little forward to give his attack more power, leaning his body to the left so he could dodge any attack Itachi would do. Many options were going through his mind, several ways he could attack his enemy, damage him, because he needed him dead.
And when Kakashi would have had the chance, he couldn't. Itachi was ready, but he didn't move. Because what was coming to him now, was just a shadow.
Only eight steps, five, he could almost feel Kakashi's aura… and then, like mist, the jounin vanished. This was the sign he needed. Itachi raised both of his arms to catch the jounin, the impact causing him to fall backwards with Kakashi on top of him. Without thinking he grabbed both of the jounin's wrists, threw one of his legs in the air and rolled on top of his enemy, unwillingly giving Kakashi an opportunity to attack. The jounin raised his knee and kicked his enemy away, who fell on the ground a short distance away. Upon the hit, a cracking sound was heard. The sound pleased the jounin, and he took his chance to get up so he could attack again.
Rolling on his side Itachi reached for his chest. He groaned, and before he could fight it he started to cough. One kick, just one kick and Kakashi had broken him. Suddenly he started to wonder how Kakashi had gotten up since his foot seemed broken, and why he wasn't attacking him right now.
And then it hit him. Kakashi was adapting, and fast. Which meant time was running out. He had recovered, so submitting him to the Slave Crown would be easy. But they had to get the crown on Kakashi's head first. God-damn it…
When Kakashi's deathblow didn't follow he opened his eyes, seeing Ryu holding the jounin back with much force. More pain shot through his body when the boy was picked up by another familiar person. Ryu had found Taharka, and when he was aided by the girl Lunaira his nerves calmed a little bit. They got him on his feet, Lunaira being a healer started her task immediately.
Until a loud roar sliced the air again, and Ryu was jumped by his own summoned monster. A struggle between them started, the elderly trying his best to keep the rows of sharp teeth away form his face, sharp claws trying to tear their way through his clothing.
Within an instant Kakashi himself dashed towards Itachi, kicking him away from the healer, dodging the axe of Taharka. "You won't escape." The male hissed and started a series of attacks, Kakashi evading them with ease.
The girl stood like a statue, unable to move. The jounin had startled her, didn't he know who they were? Nobody was stupid enough to fight one of Akatsuki, but this lunatic was fighting back. When she broke out of her thoughts she was just in time to doge her partner's axe. The jounin had gotten a hold on his axe, and they were now struggling for dominance, even though it didn't seem the silver haired one wasn't trying. In the corner of her eyes she could see the wolf taking a few good bites out of its former master, before it felt threatened and retreated, leaving a puzzled Ryu on the ground.
A cry ripped her from her thoughts when the jounin kicked his enemy a far distance, fracturing his bones. Kakashi glared at the girl who froze at the spot. He wanted to attack but didn't.
She saw the one man she respected most, holding his razor like sword next to the jounin's neck. "Don't you even try." He grinned, pulling the edge of his sword along Kakashi's neck, cerulean coloured blood started to trickle down his back. "I don't need to." Was responded, and the jounin turned into water.
"Looks like you need help" A voice slid through the air like a knife. "Took you long enough." His comrade hissed through bloody teeth. "I know I know, you don't have to start, I'm here now aren't I?" He smiled as he stored his sword on his back again, since no foes were in sight.
"Well… he left, there's no sign of him." Taharka was the first to break the silence, since the others kept silent. Lunaira had finished taking care of Itachi's wounds, but the other black haired male wouldn't let her come near.
Itachi lowered his head and allowed a cough, blood that had remained in his throat dripping from between his already cracked lips. He raised his hand and brought it to his eye, it was going to be black in the morning.
"Where did he go?" Some silence followed.
"To the west." With some help of Ryu the boy got back on his feet.
"Lets go then, can you fight?" Eyes were moved to him.
"Lets go." Red eyes moved towards the direction of where the escaped one had gone to.
They moved on like the wind. Kakashi had gone far, that was true. Luckily the traces were clearly visible, showing the directions the jounin had taken. Itachi took a good look at Taharka. He was injured by Kakashi's kick, though he could take a punch. Taking Lunaira and Taharka along could serve as a chance to get them to at least like each other just a little.
It was well known they hated each other like cats and dogs, but they were also very talented. They could be a great help capturing the silver haired jounin. But of course there was a slight chance they would try to kill each other before they would ever reach Kakashi.
And when Itachi was brought back from his thoughts, his fears became real when Taharka looked ready to hurt some one and Kakashi was no where to be seen.
"You got nothing!" The girl insulted.
You ARE nothing!" He spat back.
"Silence!" The elderly shot, and silence fell within an instant. "Idiots." His gaze moved between the two warriors who dared not to meet his gaze. "You have no idea who you are up against." He hissed between his teeth. His apprentices stayed silent.
He turned to Itachi, who muttered something about pointy objects and fire. After glaring at the two youngsters he muttered some more before he started running, following the line of wolf traces again.
"This thing is fast Ryu." The girl commented him. "I know." He answered, knowing the situation. Deep down inside he wondered why Itachi really had wanted them to come along. It seemed that he wanted to test the youngsters, even though Kakashi maybe was too much to handle. Maybe hunting the jounin was an excuse to get the kiddies dead.
Looking at his left for a split second he saw the girl, Lunaira. Blond hair to her shoulders, her headband around her neck. She came from the water country. Her Akatsuki cloth covered the clothing she wore, as well as the weapons she had in store for her opponent. She was 24 years old, known for her healing, if it could bleed she could heal it.
Swiftly looking up the elderly spotted Taharka, a young master of the axe. Short black hair that was long enough to cover his dark eyes, well, eye, he lost his right eye some time ago. From the country of fire. Now that he thought about it Ryu knew nothing about him.
The small group stopped, traces seemed to go everywhere. Kakashi had created 3 clones, both of himself as well as his pet. Itachi was having trouble figuring out whose traces were from the real one.
"The traces start from this puddle of water, so I think he created water clones." The elderly whispered, not breaking Itachi's counting. The Uchiha took his time to think, though he had no idea what to do.
"I say we split or this could take all night." Lunaira began as this was already starting to bore her. What she didn't saw was Ryu's eye twitching. In his mind he had already slit her throat, and now his was screaming at Itachi for wanting the kids along.
And in his mind Itachi could hear Ryu screaming. It made him titter, and when he felt his companions eyes practically burn the back of his head he found the man was teased enough.
"There are three water clones for now. So go and destroy one." He commanded, and Lunaira and Taharka had already left. Both a different way, so they weren't fighting together. And that was stupid.
"Forgive me for saying this sir but I fucking hate you."
"I know Ryu."
"You want them dead don't you?"
"They can take care of some clones, it'll spare some time for us. And I have high expectations of them, if they should be able to take care of clones that have only a tenth part of the strength of the original."
"But you rather have 'em dead."
"Since they won't even try to like each other ..yeah."
To their far left the girl was dashing through the dark forest. Soon she could hear sounds of her enemy's movement. When she spotted a strand of silver and red it was clear she had found her enemy. She needed to speed up when he started running faster, dodging the trees with the grace of a feline.
Damn he's fast. Mentally slapping herself she sped up, trying her best to keep up with him. Because if she could defeat this enemy, clone or real, she would receive the respect she deserved. She kept pursuing the enemy until, for no visible reason, her enemy had stopped running and was now sitting in the grass. "Aaw… are you tired?" She grinned, showing no respect for her enemy.
Slowly the girl reached for a weapon, not taking her gaze away from the jounin. She looked at him head to toe, her face splitting in another wide grin. The pants of her enemy were soaked in blood, but his skin clean. He had no other clothes, and he looked GOOD. Lunaira could see why Itachi was desperate for him. Hell she was a woman, finding out what men wanted was like a sixth sense. But why was his skin so clean now?
A shudder crept over her spine when mismatching eyes slowly moved to her. But what surprised her was why the jounin didn't get up and attacked her. "Kakashi is it?" She broke the silence, hoping to get rid of some stress. Her comrades were gone, leaving her to fight either a clone or the real infamous Copy Ninja.
She frowned when Kakashi didn't answer. "Come on… cat got yer tongue?" She tried, with no avail. And all he did was smile at her. Why did he smile? And where was his dog, she knew he had run off with Ryu's dog or something, she wasn't paying attention.
She whished she had when two powerful jaws closed around the back of her head. All that followed was a horrified scream throughout the forest.
Soon the screaming stopped and only a gurgling noise was heard by those who would be close enough. When the tearing at her body stopped she slowly opened an eye, her gaze was met by the bloody grass beneath her. In her ear she could hear the heavy breathing of the wolf that attacked her.
As she moved her head to face the beast of hell all she could see was two rows of bloody and sharp teeth meeting her eyes. She coughed once and started to shiver, the sudden cold of the night was already taking the best of her.
Her shivering stopped when footsteps were coming her way. As she moved her head to the other side she could see her prey slowly moving to her. Shaking hands were moved under her clothing, her face loosing colour when she thought of what could come next. But when the noise of metal reached he ears she tried to look down.
Kakashi had taken her knives and caltrops. When he was done he looked at her again and smiled a wicked smile. "Die." He whispered, and no more sounds followed.
After watching the girl for a while, Kakashi had another chance to think about his situation. He knew he was vulnerable, in more ways then he would've liked. He was finally getting used to his new strength. He was catching up with his own swift mind, though it would take a while before he would be able to really think for himself.
He himself stayed silent, as his pet feasted upon the girl. Bones breaking and flesh tearing, together with the wind breezing through the leaves were the only noises around. Until other sounds followed. Another enemy, but this one didn't faze the jounin either. Well, if they would all come after the original, he might as well release the other clones. He smiled some more, and suddenly he felt a little more relieved, as if pressure was taken from his shoulders.
A young male made his way towards Kakashi, ignoring the feeding beast that didn't allow him even a glance as it kept eating. The silver haired one kept on the ground, not bothering to get up too soon.
"You? Itachi worried about YOU?" A dark eye scanned the jounin's body. Some silence followed, and neither of the two bothered to break it for now. Instinct kicked the jounin again, and he started to study his enemy.
A young male, however looking old and battle worn by the scars he wore. One scar started on his chin, moving down along his neck, and under the covers of his wardrobe. A few more small scars ran over his face and neck, some scars crossing others. The boy had lost his eye, but unlike Kakashi he had no replacement for it. It left a black hole in his face, scary and soiled.
After a while of examining his new enemy Kakashi found it was enough and turned around, smiling as his wolf looked up to him with a big chunk of stomach between its lips, the coat of the stomach ripped, and its contents fell on the ground next to the girl. I'm hungry. The jounin thought before his enemy interrupted his thoughts.
"Well you got our hands on Lunaira, but you won't find me that easy." He glared at the body while grabbing his axe of his back.
"Don't disappoint me now."
"Na?"
"What?"
"Who're you?"
"I… I'm … your enemy you moron!"
"That's nice." The silver haired one smiled. "… …DIE!" His enemy screamed, lunging himself at the jounin. With both hands on his weapon Taharka threw himself at the jounin, striking thin air where his enemy should've been.
He stood there for a moment, swiftly wiping a strain of his hair out of his face. His enemy had vanished, and suddenly he realised what Itachi meant. He kept staring at the spot where he was supposed to make his kill, and it was so silent.
A twig broke above him, but when he looked up he was too late.
A small distance away you could hear a blade chop through flesh and bones.
"They're gone." Kisame whispered, sensing that what his comrades felt too. None of them spoke, but Ryu allowed a quick smile roam over his face. He felt Itachi glaring, but didn't respond to it.
"We should be going if we want to capture Kakashi." Kisame warned, aware the jounin could be very far away now. The Copy Ninja had a reputation, if there was a small chance he could join Akatsuki, there were many who would provide the necessary 'help' so he would. Both Kisame and Ryu agreed. And Itachi, as known by only few, had his own reasons.
"Is there anything I should know?" Kisame started.
"He completely snapped, the first moment he knows, the second he fails to remember anything." The Uchiha replied shortly.
"So you screwed up with the sealing?" Was replied with a snigger, which soon stopped when Itachi glared back.
"I'm not sure, but it seems he was pretty screwed up before I got to him." A short silence followed.
"Does he have any weakness, besides being a complete retard every now and then?" Shady eyes moved along the ground, keeping a close eye on the clear traces of the jounin.
"No." The Uchiha replied, searching his mind for any strategy to beat the jounin.
"Sirs, if I may? I have a plan." The third male suddenly interrupted. Out of his sight Itachi smiled, this was what he was waiting for. The old man was known for his tricky scheming. And just to narrow it down, Ryu was absolutely brilliant. Some of the most famous actions Akatsuki had taken was with his help. His cunning thinking was also one of the few reasons Ryu had reached such an high age, even for a ninja.
"Lets hear it." Kisame guffawed.
There had been an eerie silence hanging about. There was not a breeze of wind or a sound of life. Despite the eeriness Kakashi actually enjoyed this kind of quiet. It didn't take him much trouble to focus, and his hazy mind calmed down as the minutes passed by. He smiled slightly, and when he turned his head to the side he faced his pet, who started to wag its long tail and pushed its nose against Kakashi's face.
"I wonder what's taking them so long?" He asked his beast, smiling some more. Just then familiar sounds came to hearing. The leaves of the trees sounded as though the wind was blowing silently through them. But there was no breeze to be felt. Mist was also starting to collect, the first signs of the morning. With a soft snarl the beast turned around and left the jounin, for some reason Kakashi was relieved it did.
There were three enemies coming for him. Itachi, of course, he could take him one to one. And there was the older male, Ray… Ryku… whatever. He didn't know much about him. He was powerful and wise. Oh well, they would get to know each other better this way. And to make this day whole, Kisame was aiding Itachi. He just needed to take care of him soon, just to be secure.
But that was no problem. There were several signs that told him Kisame was coming for him first, the other two were closing him in from other directions. So they made the mistake of taking him down one by one. There had to be a catch, Itachi wasn't that stupid. Also, if he could take care of Kisame before the other two showed up he could get an advantage.
Being lost in though for too long the jounin was surprised by the first of his enemies. Without warning he had started attacking Kakashi, who actually had no trouble evading the large blade his enemy wielded. It was not for long or the jounin was able to counter attack. When Kisame's blade was stuck in a tree branch for just a moment he landed the first of his blows on Kisame's face, who showed no pain and attacked again nonetheless.
Within moments the blade stuck into the sturdy ground, allowing Kakashi to punch and kick his enemy a few times. When Kisame seemed unable to get up from his knees the jounin turned around, another one of his enemies was near. He was torn from his thoughts though when his first enemy screamed and attacked again, the fighting dance starting once more.
"Stand still!" Kisame sounded rather desperate, making his enemy chuckle before he was kicked again, his back slamming against a tree and he started to fight for air. Not far to their left Ryu had made his way towards the jounin, who was happy this enemy showed up so soon.
Kakashi dashed towards the older male, green eyes immediately glued onto him as the jounin jumped, trying to land on top of the old male. But even though the elderly hadn't much strength, he still got a good grip on his attacker and threw him away. What he didn't see was a clone attacking him from behind, kicking his back and he fell foreword on the ground, his vision blurry from the power of the attack. The clone vanished as soon as he appeared.
The old male down for a second, Kakashi could concentrate on the other warrior again, who had reached for his sword once more and attacked. Lifting his blade to slice the jounin in two, Kisame started his series of attacks in a wave of rage, unable to keep up with Kakashi who, after a short while of dodging the assaults, had drawn a kunai himself and started blocking the attacks with ease, cutting and slicing Kisame whenever he had the chance.
Suddenly Kakashi realised Itachi was coming as well, so he had to finish this enemy soon. He had managed to cut his enemy several times, he was bleeding heavily, his face was giving the pain away, and the haze that crawled through his eyes meant he was loosing strength and consciousness. So when Kisame had no chance of blocking, the jounin took his turn to punch him once before kicking him with all his might. When Kisame hit the ground a good distance away from the jounin, he stayed silent, not moving but still breathing.
For a moment Kakashi took a good look at his surroundings. The ground was soiled with blood, even the bark of the trees around him. Sounds far away told him Itachi was nearing fast, and other sounds told him Ryu wasn't done fighting either. The aged male had gotten up and held a knife in both hands, ready to show what he was really worth.
Never taking his gaze from him Kakashi himself drew another blade as well, and awaited the attack his second enemy landed. He wasn't strong, so the jounin soon had the upper hand. The male was fast though, evading every attack Kakashi tried to land upon him.
For a moment they stopped, standing just a short distance from each other. Slowly Kakashi looked down, a large cut had formed on his leg. It wasn't deep, but stung nonetheless. Kakashi smiled slightly before attacking again, his enemy beginning to evade them all over again. It wasn't that Ryu was trying to stall time, it was that he really had no chance of landing another hit upon the silver haired one. He was very fast, and it took him much effort to endure the attacks Kakashi used.
Their fight was slowly ending as the older one was starting to tire, giving the jounin an opportunity to knock one of his knives out of his hands. Now the elderly had only one knife, and as he tried his best to get another one Kakashi had gotten hold of his arm, forcing Ryu on one of his knees. "Good." The elderly whispered before Kakashi twisted his arm and broke his shoulder. Knowing the guy was tough Kakashi slammed his fist along his enemy's face to nock him out. He also made sure Ryu and Kisame both lay a great distance away from each other, why he didn't really know.
It wouldn't take long before Itachi would arrive. The jounin turned around and climbed into one of the trees. Making the leaves and upcoming mist as his hiding blanked, he waited for the last of his enemies.
Moving into a more comfortable position in his tree he saw Kisame was laying a short distance away from him, sword out of vision, trying his best to get up. If he wouldn't stay down out of his own free will, Kakashi would make him. The warrior was struggling to get on his feet, looking around for his enemy. The mist was getting thicker, so soon there would be more places for the jounin to hide, and more techniques he could use.
A shaking hand crawled between the grass to find some leverage. Kisame knew he had to get up, Kakashi could attack him any time now. And where the hell were Ryu and Itachi? His eyes moved nervously between the trees. Until something in a tree demanded his attention. A red circle, the size of a coin, far away from him. It was surrounded by a white stain. When he realised what it was it was too late.
And Itachi saw what happened. His enemy was trying to hypnotise Kisame. Wasting no time the Uchiha started to dash towards Kakashi, in the corner of his eye he saw Ryu running towards their comrade, his face twisted in unbearable pain. Kakashi had injured him badly as well. Itachi saw the jounin twitch as he ran passed him. Unequal eyes looked around in confusion before a flash grenade exploded, blinding him, together with several shards cutting him.
With a short cry the jounin fell out of the tree on the hard ground, breaking several bones. The light blocking his eyes was burning, and there were no signs the pain would be gone soon. Kakashi could feel warm blood stream down his body from pain he couldn't see. A sudden presence was rushing towards him, and the jounin knew who it was.
Itachi was coming for him, but he forced himself to calm down nonetheless. For a moment he was relieved of al stress and pain. He didn't know why he was combining seals right now, but when Itachi's aura was deviously close he released the spell. The first thing he saw when he focused was his enemy's horrified look, before another blinding flash tore through the night.
After that, silence followed. Kakashi didn't know what he had done, but he was alone. He had teleported himself away, leaving his enemies behind in the forest. Itachi was still able to fight, even though he might know he had better chance taking care of his comrades than to defeat Kakashi. Familiar sounds came to his hearing. Sounds of streaming water. And he knew this place, from a long time ago, calming him.
He stayed still for a moment, letting the pain and confusion settle. He felt alone again, like many a time he had experienced. Kakashi rolled on his side, his ear on the ground. He smiled when heavy footsteps came his way. A wet tongue moved over a wound on his shoulder. The hound kneeled next to him, allowing Kakashi to throw his arm over its bony back, as well as half a leg. After a few tries the silver haired one was able to stay on the back of his pet without falling on the ground, and his loyal beast carried him to where the sounds of water came from. Soon the thick line of trees thinned out, and the calm water came to view.
Finally made it. With little grace the wolf kneeled on the rocky ground, and with even less grace Kakashi rolled on the ground. It took him some effort to get on his knees, but he was pleased they were next to the water. The jounin coughed, just to get some slime and blood out of his throat. After a while he just gave up, he let out a deep groan and sat on his bottom on the cold ground. He leaned back, the sturdy fur of his new pet slowly warming his wet back a little.
The thick fog was blocking the first rays of the sun, covering them so enemies wouldn't find them that easy. Or at least Kakashi hoped so. But they would leave him alone now right? Unless they would find a way to recover soon he would be safe.
He felt exhausted, and it took him a lot of effort to remember why he was so tired. Sounds ripped him from thought soon. He had been followed. More enemies? His wolf started to growl softly, teeth flashing with anger. God leave me alone.
Slowly the k9 stood up, apparently not knowing where danger was coming from. For now Kakashi counted six people. They were whispering, probably talking through radios, since he could hear more voices that were deformed through distance.
His pet barked once, and motion around him was stopped. To the left of him he could hear someone panicking about the wolf. More people now, two in the water in front of him, two to his left, one to the right and four behind him.
With his last amount of strength Kakashi stood up, leaving a small puddle of blood, trying his best to ignore the pain his body screamed about, now facing to his right. The creature howled, the cry seemed to tear through the earth. It moved around Kakashi, walking in the water, chasing the ones who were in the water out. Soon his pet was lost from sight.
Then he could feel a chakra level rising, one of his new enemies performing a series of seals, and not soon after the level went down a soft thump was heard by his own ears. "We got the hound." Was the worst thing he had heard all day.
"We found him." Someone else whispered, the voice sounding somewhat familiar. The jounin jerked around towards that direction, loosing his balance. But the cold of the ground didn't follow, someone had broken his fall. Kakashi started to struggle to get loose from the strong grip the other had upon him, until a soothing voice spoke softly, calming him and assuring him he was safe. Slowly Kakashi looked around to see who held him, his tired gaze met by a gaze he knew best. The man smiled at him, his big eyebrows confirming his identity for the confused jounin.
"Lets take you home."
Rest.
A body is needed for rest,
Flesh and bones are required to decline.
The body rests.
But the soul will be drained, no matter how much rest is taken.
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I'm not sure what to think of this chapter, it seems a little messy. What do others think?
Well… Kakashi is going home, yay. Does anyone know a nice name I could give the Hound? I was thinking of Shiiney. But if you got a nicer name tell me.
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Though it's a bit late: A great new year! To all my readers and reviewers.