Crimson Eyes – Chapter 3

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Revealed Secrets

"LET GO OF ME ASSHOLE!" Anko had no intention of remaining silent. Who the hell would expect her to? She was just grabbed by two weird men, wearing purple nail polish dressed in robes with red clouds printed upon it.

"You just hurt my feelings lil lady," the one holding her responded. She couldn't see his face clearly, with the sun glaring into her eyes. It was all too convenient for them.

Just as she was about to retort back, she felt an immense pressure around her throat. Before her body could even register the pain, her world was overcome by a sudden darkness.

Not too far behind them was the Uchiha prodigy. With each step and passing second, he seemed to be gaining on the two mysterious men. 'I can't believe that hag let her guard down!' he thought to himself, as two small black figures came into sight. One of them seemed to be carrying someone in their arms. Itachi focused a little more on the subject in the enemy's arms. It didn't take him long to figure out who it was.

'Why isn't she fighting! It's almost as if she wanted to be captured!' His mind slowly clouded, causing him to slow down slightly in speed. Although he didn't lose much momentum, it was enough to allow the two nail polish-wearing freaks to get ahead. It wasn't until that they disappeared from sight that he put two and two together. 'She's unconscious...' Once that fact has registered, Uchiha Itachi was fuming. It was as if someone had fanned the Uchiha flame to burn brighter than before, 'I'll get you back, I promise.'

Itachi continued to pursue, completely forgetting his missions and his other team-mate: Hatake Kakashi. Right now, his only priority was to beat the living daylights out of the two freaks and retrieve Anko. As much as he hated her, he couldn't stand the thought of her being taken away either. His feelings during the chase seemed to defy all logic about hate and love. The Uchiha felt absolutely no affection towards Orochimaru's student, yet he didn't want her to be taken away in such a pathetic way. It would mean that she was literally snatched away.

'What the hell are you thinking about boy?' a voice inside him stirred. Itachi shook his head in frustration and tried to concentrate on the chase, but it didn't stop the little voice inside. 'Stop lying to yourself. You two may scream at each other all day long but in the end, who is the person you can completely honest with? That's right, "her".' Itachi was trying to come into terms with this whole new sensation stirring inside of him. The harder he tried to focus, the more he seemed to go into a daze. How can your view of a person totally change in a few minutes? The answer was simple: if the situation is dire and you had an emotional attachment to them since the beginning, feelings can be easily swayed.

This was reality. Itachi was young and didn't have many close friends. In fact, he only considered one person to be his friend: Shisui. The pair was like brothers and treated each other like family, including the little idiotic fights and whatnot. Itachi was still a kid, but he was growing up like every other kid. Being a shinobi demanded a faster growth rate of maturity. He could not keep up the charade of the little brat in front of her much longer, as he didn't want to drive her away completely. He needed her to be there and be brutally honest with him in every situation, not to sugar-coat every little excuse, action or problem she had with him. I will get you back no matter what Anko. His 5targets were gaining a bit more speed, and so he hastened himself to make up for lost ground.

The two men knew they weren't alone, with three pursuers on their tale, all at varying distances. One of them however, was within a fifty metre radius, and most likely had the pair and hostage in sight. They didn't bother looking back – they had no use for the boy. The girl on the other hand, had grabbed their attention from the moment they sensed her presence. There was something about her that intrigued the two men, enough to abandon their original mission and take off with her instead.

"You do realize we're gonna get our asses kicked for this, right?" The mysterious man stared at their bounty, thinking of all the fun things he could do. He could slice up that pretty skin of hers and her scream as she bled slowly, with the fine red liquid seeping from her creamy complexion.

"Yeah, I know, and don't you get any funny ideas about this girl!" While he carried Anko, he could feel his partner's sadistic eyes on the girl. "She could hold valuable information about Konoha which we could use to our advantage. With it being the strongest village at the moment, nothing like a little destruction would liven up the place."

"How did you know she was from Konoha?"

"Are you stupid?" He shifted the young girl's forehead protector slightly, just enough to show the symbol it had engraved to his friend.

"Oh, ok."

As their conversation came to a halt, they realized that they had been mistaken about the number of pursuers. Although that had sensed three behind them, there were several others travelling around them and they could feel them quickly gain a bit of an advantage. Before they knew it, three large hounds were barking furiously at them in front, as several others had locked their jaws on their legs, causing the man's grip on Anko to loosen, and dropped her within seconds. The dogs teeth sunk harder and harder into their flesh, with their blood oozing from the wounds like a leaking tap. Although they had managed to get the dogs off, they had been impaired. Realizing that they could not reclaim Anko once more, they sped off in two different directions and left the scene of action behind.

"ANKO!" Itachi screamed, as he raced towards her at full speed as she fell. Itachi dove down after her, and barely managed to break her fall. Kakashi surely was close behind, since his little friends had caught up, but he couldn't care less. Itachi's eyes were locked onto a lifeless Anko. "Please, don't die!"

The young Uchiha boy cradled her in his arms, with his welling up with crystal clear tears. "Please, don't go yet," he whispered. He closed his eyes and buried his face into her clothing, refusing to show his tears.

He laid her on the dirt ground, wishing that he knew some medical jutsu for once in his life. He pressed his ear against her chest and could hear a pulsing heartbeat. Itachi leaned in close to her face and could hear her breath ever so slightly. Rejoicing in the fact she was still alive, Itachi bent over even closer, and planted his lips onto hers, wishing he could one day feel the kiss returned.