Author's Note: Finally got around to typing up the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Yuki Tsuki (heh) is mine
"I suppose I should introduce you to the other members. We've gathered in the living room to meet you." Itachi tugged on my arm, dragging me towards the living room, where a small crowd had gathered. I was surprised when the crouching black shadow started moving, revealing itself to be human. The entire populace turned to look at me as I entered. For a moment, I was confused, but I realized that everyone wore an Akatsuki cloak, which is why I momentarily thought they were all clones.
"What the hell is that?" wondered a man wearing a mask.
"Defiler of Jashin! Get your fucking face away from me!" screamed a shirtless guy with gray hair. I'd say he was old, but with this crowd, who knew?
"An introduction seems appropriate. Introduce us, Itachi." The man who'd asked what I was stood near the "Jashin" freak. It looked like he could be counting money, but I didn't want to get any closer.
"This is Yuki Tsukinowa, our newest member." Itachi informed.
"You know Kisame and Deidara. The cowering lump is Tobi, and the redhead next to Deidara is our resident puppet master, Sasori. The plant is Zetsu. Don't get too close. I doubt you can recover from being eaten." Itachi whispered this last part, and I shuddered slightly.
"Finally, Kakuzu, our very own money whore, and his freakish partner Hidan. He'll kill you every time you go near him.
"Fuck you." Dismissed Hidan. I stood frozen for a moment, before shrieking as Tobi raised his head, which was covered in a pumpkin orange mask.
"TOBI IS A GOOD BOY!" He screeched as he flung himself on top of me. I heard Itachi's annoyed sigh, and managed to sit up with Tobi burying his face into my neck.
"Um…help?" Itachi grabbed Tobi by the neck and threw him. Across the room. Into a door.
"Ok. Thank you." I stumbled as I hoisted myself off the ground.
"Yuki." I looked at Itachi, who motioned to my stomach, where Tobi had attempted to run me through with a kunai.
"Damn." I pulled it out and tossed it to Itachi who pocketed it. Hidan gasped.
"Are you…are you by any chance a member of Jashin's loyal following?" He asked in shock.
"Who? No…" He seemed to be choking on his own air and his face got beet red.
"She-She has found immortality without Jashin?" I fought a rising blush.
"Well, I dunno about immortality per se-"
"DIE YOU HEATHEN! DIE!" He screamed as he tackled me, and began to choke me.
"Fuck! Itachi! Shit!" I gasped.
"I already helped you today." He replied coolly. I surrendered to Hidan's hands and let the dark envelope me.
…
"Sonofabitch!" I wheezed, inhaling as much oxygen as I could. Hidan was no longer in the room and Itachi was casually chatting with Sasori and Kisame.
"You asshole!" I shrieked. I spotted a kunai on the ground and picked it up. Itachi was behind me before I could blink, a hand on my wrist and a kunai to my throat.
"And what were you planning to do with that?" He asked. He snapped me wrist and picked up the fallen kunai. I realigned my bone and glared before sitting on the ground.
"What are you doing now?" He asked.
"Obviously, I have no clue. I guess I'm throwing a tantrum. But who knows, really?" I snapped.
"Well, get over it, I have to find a place for you to sleep." He commanded.
"No. I hate you. I won't do what you say." I grumbled.
"Really." He snapped icily. I was instantly flung over his shoulder and he walked out of the room. He set me down in front of the stairs and pushed me up to the second story. It was a long hall with around half a dozen doors, and a staircase in the back leading up to (presumably ) the third floor.
"Each door leads to a bedroom. Each member has their own. There are more upstairs, however, there aren't any free ones, so I suppose you'll have to sleep in my room. It's better than the couch, where Hidan would rape you." He added. He glided off in the direction of the room in the farthest corner, and I angrily stomped after him.
"This is my room. This is the only room you can go into without me with you. Do not go into the other rooms. Understand?" I nodded briefly. We stepped inside, and I stifled a gasp. It was huge, with deep red carpet and dark walls, filled with fine furniture, desks, and bookcases filled with scrolls and books. I examined a bookcase and noticed a small picture, somewhat hidden behind a scroll. I reached for it, but Itachi grabbed my hand.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"…My mother…" He turned away and pulled me towards the center of the room. Itachi had a picture of the mother he'd killed? Why? Was it remorse? Had he not wanted to kill her? I could understand that kind of pain. After all, I was basically an orphan now. I pushed the thought from my mind and focused on Itachi.
"This is the safest place for you in the house. Don't go into the other rooms, don't hang around the others without me, and make sure I know where you are." He seemed to be running through a mental list. He watched me carefully.
"Do you understand, Yuki? These rules could save you.'
"I got it. So where do I sleep?" I asked nonchalantly.
"The bed, obviously." He gave me a look like, what-else-am-I-going-to-do-with-you?
"Sor-ry." I grumbled. He walked into the bathroom and shut the door, leaving me alone in the room.
"Hmm…" I mused. 'Maybe I should make a break for it? Might as well try.' I decided. I quickly opened the huge window and crawled out onto the ledge. 'Finally my kekkai genkai becomes useful.' I thought. I released the sides and fell towards the Earth.
…
"Oh, fuck my life." I grumbled. 'That hurt!' I shouted inwardly. Now to find that gate. I pressed myself against the wall, using the nighttime and shadows to my advantage. It helped that the whole building was covered in leafy, gigantic foliage. I began sneakily making my way towards the front of the house. I heard Itachi's roar from the ground.
"IDIOT!"
"Crap." I murmured. 'He sounds really angry. He's gonna beat me to death.' I fretted, hearing him jump from the window and land on his feet, unlike myself. He stood calmly and turned to face me. I began to panic.
"Yuki, come out of the bushes right now." He growled. I whimpered and shook my head.
"If you come out now I won't kill you." He offered "generously." I snorted. He was suddenly in front of me, face blank, but eyes full of suppressed rage. I did the only thing any frightened prey would've.
I ran.
And I think he was amused, because he didn't catch me right away, and he didn't even break my wrist when he grabbed it.
"Tag." I almost thought he'd made a joke, but no.
"Just thought I'd give it a try." I mumbled. He rolled his eyes and hoisted me over his shoulder.
"I can walk." I complained. He ignored me. We jumped up to the windows and he none-too-gently threw me across the room. I hit the wall and crumpled to the floor.
"Ow, damnit!" He lifted me by the shoulders and slammed me against the wall, then slapped me across the face. 'He must be angrier than I thought.' I was perfectly still, not making eye contact. It was a show of dominance. Resistance is futile.
"No more running."
"But-"
"No. More. Running." He demanded. I nodded mutely, and he released me and stepped back. Which is when I noticed he was shirtless. I couldn't help but stare at his perfectly muscled alabaster chest. It rose and fell with every breath. I blushed when I realized I was staring, but Itachi said nothing.
"You don't have any sleeping clothes, do you?" He mused. His rage was gone, replaced by indifference.
"You'll have to borrow a shirt." He moved towards his dresser, a huge wooden thing, and after a moment of hesitation, plucked a shirt from its depths. It was a black dress shirt.
"This should do for the night. You'll need new clothes, and since you can't be trusted by yourself, I'll have to escort you." He must've decided something, because he stopped talking to his clothes and shut the wardrobes.
"Here." He tossed the shirt to me.
"Um…do you have any shorts?" He quickly tugged a pair from a drawer and handed it to me without looking.
"Are you kidding me?" I asked, offended.
"Is there a problem?" He sighed.
"No." I answered sulkily. He walked into the bathroom, although he didn't shut the door. I stuck out my tongue and quickly pulled off my bloody, ripped mourning kimono. I stepped into the boxers, black off course and slid on Itachi's shirt.
"Done?" Itachi called.
"Yep." He came back into the room and towards the lights, which he flicked out, sending the room into darkness. I heard rustling and attempted to make my way towards it.
"Ow."
"Shi-"
"Goddamnit!
I yelped as hands touched my waist.
"Gods, Itachi! Could you warn me?" I grumbled. I could practically hear his eyes roll. He started walking, guiding me towards the bed. The longer we walked, the more I could feel myself blush, and I was thankful that Itachi couldn't see my face.
"Why are you blushing?" He asked. I stumbled, but he tugged me upright. I mumbled something that even I didn't understand.
"Let me guess. You've never been in a bed with a man before." He stated. 'Douche.' I thought.
"Not even a boy." I replied. I heard something, and momentarily thought I'd hallucinated. But I hadn't. Itachi, mighty Itachi had just chuckled.
"Wow. I didn't know you could chuckle!" I told him. He was silent. I felt something soft brush my leg. I shrieked and threw myself into Itachi's chest.
"That would be the bed." He murmured above me. I blushed again.
"It came out of nowhere." I grumbled.
"Uh huh." He picked me up and threw me onto the bed. I may have been hyperventilating.
"Calm down, Yuki. Go to sleep."
"Okey dokey." I replied in a forcedly light voice. I managed to make my way under the covers, and scooted to the edge. I thought I may not be able to fall asleep, but the minute my eyes closed, dreams were not far behind.
[end ch. 4]