A/N: ok…I really feel like punching myself in the face but I am telling u this story is hard to write! And on top of that, I've been working on Sakura Drabbles a lot anyway! Its my most popular! And I'm kinda sucky at fighting seen so at least I tried, no? But here u guys are u patient citizens!
WARNING- this chapter has attempted rape! If you get at all queasy by it, I am telling you to not read this!
Chapter 7: Fear
She scoffed with a frown.
"Your face looked happy before, girly. What happened?"
Her scowl became more intense.
"Not happy to see us?"
Riko could've cried again if it weren't for her previous thoughts being of Gaara.
She moved to her knees and concentrated chakra to her feet.
They always caught her at a day's end, when they knew she was almost out of chakra.
She barred her teeth, showing them a fierce face. What the hell did they want?
You know what they want, Riko…
She planned her whole operation out in her head, her true ninja colors showing.
You just won't let them have it! You have to be strong!
Her left over chakra burned inside of her.
For Gaara!
She bounded into the air, landing on a rooftop and looking down at the men.
"You will not…" she mumbled, her face hidden in a shadow. "You will not treat me like some weakling!" she screeched as her green eyes shown with fury.
The men were taken aback by her actions but then ran after her.
Riko glimpsed back as she hopped from rooftop to rooftop.
As she had expected, some were slower than others and on the ground; an effect of them all not being shinobi.
She smirked and looked forward, pushing more chakra to her feet for an extra burst of energy.
Riko could fight them off better if they came in groups than one on at a time. Her attacks were wild and fit to take 2 to 3 people on at a time.
She would probably have to use taijutsu, since low on chakra even though she was best at ninjutsu.
She glanced back again and sighed; they were gaining on her.
Riko knew this would happen as well. Being a chunin with little chakra resorted to her speed being at minimum range; she was going as fast as a genin.
She swiftly grabbed 2 shuriken from her pouch and threw them at the man on the ground.
They lodged into two of the men's throats instantly eliminating them.
That had limited them down to 13 more men.
She bounded into the air, turning backwards and throwing kunai at some of them on the building.
One did so much as scrape one man's arm as it landed on the rooftop with a clanging sound.
Riko cursed silently at her aim and then flipped backwards finally landing on the ground in an alley.
They all surrounded her, laughing and snickering.
Analyzing each and every one of them she took some kunai and put them between all her fingers.
She felt as if her plan was pure gold but she didn't know how to start out.
Where to start, where to start…
She glanced at her kunai and then glared at the men, back and forth until she just threw the weapons to the ground.
"Fuck this!" she shouted as she did her infamous seal. "Tsume no Gin!"
Instantly, her razor sharp nails appeared as she smirked at her opponents.
She put one hand on her hip and with the other, signaled them to come. "Let's go…"
They came at her as she swiped through two of them with her claws and then turned around.
As she punched another in the face, she went into the splits ad then pushed back up into a handstand kicking forward and knocking out yet another opponent.
But as she got back up, she was punched square in the jaw, pushing her back.
She spat out blood and gritted her teeth as she blocked a kick and dodged another punch.
After that, she stabbed each pair of claws into one man and swung him into the next.
Unfortunately, while doing that, she was tripped onto her back, knocking the breath out of her.
Riko held onto her stomach as she tried to catch her breath. Her eyes widened as she saw a foot coming towards her face.
She moved to the side, letting it swipe past her hair as she did a back bend into a back walkover, standing up.
Riko got into a ready stance as she counted the men in front of her.
If I'm correct, there should be seven left standing…
She backed up a little, analyzing her position through narrowed eyes.
1…2…3…4…5…6-
Her eyes widened once more as her nails went to the side of her head, clashing against a kunai.
…7…
Riko steadied herself, her breath hitching as she flipped the man over her shoulder and onto the ground.
POOF!!
No!
The back of her neck stung from a harsh hit as she fell to the ground.
She glared up at her opponents.
"Sweetheart…" A smirk appeared on his face, a dirty one at that.
He walked closer to her, her sneer not at all powerful enough to keep the evil man away.
She didn't know what was happening. She didn't know what they wanted. So she waited.
"You're going to pay!"
Riko gasped as the men held her down by her arms and legs.
"NO!!" she shouted as she struggled against them.
She frowned; she was too small.
Her nails began to become shorter. "STOP!" she ordered.
Gazing up at the man who seemed to be the leader, her squirming ceased.
His eyes were cold and power hungry. But there was a hint of something else: lust.
Riko couldn't understand what was going on.
She couldn't move and her body was breaking out in a cold sweat. Her heart was beating fast and her eyes began to tear up.
Could this be…fear?
But fear of what?
His smirk grew as he kneeled between her widened legs.
Maybe fear of knowing what was going to happen?
They began to tug at her clothes.
"No…" she whimpered.
She was hurt. She was confused. She was…scared.
Tears poured out her eyes. "PLEASE!" she screamed.
Riko didn't know what was going on. Was this the end?
"STOP!" They tore, and laughed, and rubbed roughly against her skin.
She felt distant. Her head rolled around on the ground trying to free herself. She kicked. She screamed. She cried.
"Help me! Please! SOMEBODY!"
Her right cheek burned slightly. "No one can hear you, bitch, so keep quiet and be a good little girl, ok?"
Her mouth stood ajar as salty sweat and tears ran into it. "NO!" she screeched. "Never!"
She was at her limit. She stopped moving and continued to yell. Her breathing shallowed.
"Someone! Jiro!"
Her eyes closed tight.
"…GAARA!!"
By then, she felt detached from her body, as if she were above watching. She felt out cold and a black cloud of nothingness seemed to fill her mind to the point in which she felt dead. Was this the end? And why?
Her life didn't fell complete. It felt crooked and unfinished, like something was misplaced or needed to be erased or done over. At the same time she felt like she never wanted to change anything, and just to leave it as it was. But even that didn't seem right,
She realized in that time that nothing was out of order nor was it misplaced, but missing. She was missing something in her life. And what other thing could it be than Gaara? Gaara was the answer to her ongoing questions.
And when her soul finally found its way back to her body, the weight was lifted.
The one holding her spirit and heart back was gone along with the physical weight on her body.
She couldn't open her eyes and her body felt numb and cold.
But then, out of nowhere, a cloth was draped over her and she felt like she was floating in the air…no! It was different than that. More like the feeling of getting lifted or picked up. She was uneasy and not quite sure, but one thing she was sure of was that she heard his voice and he was here.
A/N: so there u r hope it was long enough! Im sorry if u were uneasy bout the rape scene but I tried not to make it too descriptive so…yea! REVIEW!!!luv u and laterz!
--SAYURI--
