Okay, here is chapter two. I would like to thank Yuchi1994 for her lovely review; reviews are what keeps me writing.

I don't own Wolverine and the X-men, or Naruto. If I did, I would work for both viz and Marvel. I would also be a very Asian looking Stan Lee. And I am not Asian or Stan Lee. Sadly, now I cry for an hour dwelling on that.

-Chapter two

Toad's Pov

Sakura looked mortified. Those green eyes of hers were wide, and she was holding the bruise on her face with her hand. I could see tears, and fear. I can't say I didn't feel afraid too. This Sasuke character sounded intimidating, frightening, like Avalanche with a hernia. I cowered behind the couch. He banged on the door again.

"I SAID OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR!"

Shikamaru sighed, he sounded more bored than concerned. With a deep exasperated breath he used his telekinesis to unlock the door. It opened of its own accord again, and there he man was, tall and foreboding. His strangely cut raven hair loomed over his face and shaded his dark eyes with a malicious tone. His cloths were disheveled, his blue shirt covered in dust and his jeans were covered in mud. His leather jacket seemed spotless.

H stepped into the apartment, his boots making a soft thud with each step. His eyes met Sakura's, and he motioned out the door with his thumb.

"I wasn't finished with you yet, get your ass in the truck and get home. Now." Even when he was speaking calmly, his voice was horrifying, like there was a darkness hidden in it. I didn't like how he was talking to Sakura; someone as pretty as her shouldn't be treated like that. All it proved to me was that Sapiens were as cruel to each other as they were to us Mutants.

He grabbed Sakura's wrist, and attempted to pull her out. She pulled back, fear still shining in her eyes, and took a step back. She only shook her head in protest. Sasuke's eyes hardened with anger at her defiance. He reached for her again, and this time his hand was caught by Temari.

"Let her be, you've done enough tonight." She said her eyes as hard as his. Swiftly, Sasuke had his hand back, and wasted no time in striking Temari. She staggered and almost fell over the couch. Shikamaru shot up, and approached Sasuke.

"You're asking for it, Uchicha." He warned. I guess Sasuke didn't see him as a threat, so he disregarded him, and I saw his hand collide with Sakura's unharmed cheek. Sakura let out a cry, and hit her knees sobbing, still holding her face.

I snapped, I felt fear and anger build up. In some weird spur of the moment action, I ljumped as high as I could dare without hitting my head, and both my webbed feet met the side of his head, and as soon as I could look, I saw him against the wall, holding his ear, and heaving in anger and surprise.

I couldn't believe what I had done. I was never much of a fighter, and usually, when the Brotherhood was fighting I was hiding, cowering in places like crashed planes and behind trees. I usually never even lay a hit when I do fight, and there I was, looking at myself then as the raven haired man, trying to conceive the fact that I had been the one to hit him. I felt like puckering, or at least like gagging.

That reflex ended quickly when Sasuke regained his composure, and he was after me in an instant. Instinct told me to hop out of the way, and I did, and as soon as I was out of the way, I took Sakura's hand, and I was pulling her out the door. Shikamaru's voice rang inside my head, telling me to take her somewhere safe, and that he'd hold off Sasuke, and that was it. I pulled her into my arms and leapt out the window. She screamed in panic, glass shattered around us. I screamed too, but was grateful to land on the building across from us, which was in itself, a good two stories off the ground. I leapt off of it as well, and let her down before we took off running.

Ten minutes and twelve blocks later, we finally stopped, both of us trying to catch our breath. She placed her hands on her knees as she took in larges gasps of air. Her hair hung in front of her face like a pink veil.

"Why," I asked after we both could breathe, gathering as much courage as I could to even bring this up, "do you stay with him. He's not a very good guy if you ask me."

"Don't you think I know, I hate how he treats me, but he frightens me, besides, if not him, who?"

I shrugged, my face getting hotter as I thought of how to respond to that, my hands went to my sides, trying to find nonexistent pockets, "Well…there…there's m…"

I was caught off when I saw two figures coming our way, tall armored men in helmets with MRD embroidered into their uniforms. I gulped, knowing full well who they were, by name even, Richard and Kenneth, two MRD agents, and my most common jailers. I knew that they'd recognize me as soon as they got close enough, and I wanted to run, but Sakura…I couldn't just run away and leave her there. I began to shake and fidget wildly, my eyes darting over to them, then to Sakura, and then to the nearest empty street.

"Ummm…what is it, Mort" she asked, before she followed my eyes to the two approaching men.

Sakura's PoV

I had wondered why Mortimer was suddenly so jumpy, but as soon as I saw the two MRD agents, I knew why. He was jumpy because he was either wanted or unregistered. I had no idea it was both. The two men went from talking to each other and laughing while stuffing donuts into their disgusting mouths to standing completely still and staring at Mort.

"YOU again?" one of them spoke up, "You're under arrest…again!"

They took out handcuffs, and surrounded him, and tried to apprehend him. He backed away, and was up against the wall. He was whimpering, and about to let out a scream for help.

I cracked my knuckled, and with a "YAAAAH!" I knocked one I into the wall, and a well aimed kick had the other in the street.

I was grabbed from behind, and a cuff was placed around one of my wrists.

'You're under arrest to, for assault of an MRD officer, and attempting to help an unregistered and wanted Mutant terrorist in resisting arrest."

His hot breath on my neck made me shiver. He was scaring me the same way Sasuke was. I knew I couldn't let him get to me, I knew I had to fight. I growled, and elbowed him as hard as I could. He doubled over in pain, and threw up a little on the pavement.

The other was on Mortimer, he already had him on the ground and he was now cuffed and bruised. I landed a high kick in the MRD officer's face. He hit the concrete and grabbed his nose. Quickly, I pulled the cuffs off of Mortimer, and we fled down the street as fast as we possibly could.

When the two officers took to their car we knew we had to hide. We could hear the siren from the distance. I had to think fast. I looked around, taking every detail from the city around me, and I could feel myself starting to sweat in fear. I looked down and I got on my knees in the middle of the street.

Mortimer watched me as I began to try and lift the cover of the manhole. He looked back and then he looked down at the manhole again. His long green tongue shot out, and he pulled it off for me. I sighed in gratitude as we both jumped down into the sewer below, and I pulled the lid back over as I climbed down the ladder. We heard the siren over us but it sped on.

We sat in the darkness for a hour. Both of us looked fearfully up at the manhole, and when we were sure we were safe, we took in a breath of relief. It took me a minute to figure out that I had put my arms around his neck. I didn't really care at the moment however, I needed the comfort.

"Where do we go now?' He asked softly. I shook my head; I myself didn't know the answer. I found myself cuddling up to the boy, my face finding a comfortable spot in the crook of his neck. I could see the red of his blush shining through the green of his skin. It was dark, and it smelled of the sewage that was around us. I knew that we were safe for now though. Sasuke wouldn't search the sewers for me, and the MRD, admittedly, were to stupid to think of it.

I was exhausted, having spent most of the night running, and beating off skinheads and MRD agent s. I wanted sleep, and by the look in his eyes, so did Toad. I didn't stay awake long enough to ask him if he was tired. I drifted off, and I slept soundly, my body collapsed on him, and before I completely fell asleep myself, I heard soft snoring from right next to me.

-End of chapter

Okay, sorry that took so long; I have another story I have to work on as well. Thanks to both of my rewievers, and I hope you can get others to read as well, the more reviews I get, the more I update. Just kidding. I will at leat update once a week.