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Chapter 10
She looked over her shoulder nervously. This was no good, really no good. She had been discovered, her cover blew up in an instant.
How could she have been so careless ?!
She bit her lower lip, now was really not the moment for self recrimination. She had to make it to Takigawa no mura (1). She had to inform the Gama Sennin (2)...
She stopped in the middle of a small clearing, she narrowed her brown eyes looking frankly all around her. She felt even more restless watching at the ludicrous shadows of the bushes and trees under the pale moonlit.
The sudden sound of a owl song made her turn around abruptly. Her shoulders stiffened, her breath coming out short and rag, cold sweat glided down her forehead, her heart-beat quickened.
She slided her right hand slowly to her Kunai pouch attached to her right tight.
" What do we have here ? " A taunting voice asked.
She abruptly turned her head around, trying to find where the sound came from.
" Hey, hey... looks like our little one is afraid hun... " A singsong voice said.
" Little one ? " A third deeper darker voice asked . " Aren't you smaller than her ? "
" Not after I finished with her hun. "
A devilish laugh echoed in the small clearing making the ninja standing in the middle of it shook with fear.
The Konoha nin was now standing a Kunai firmly gripped in her left hand ready to block the attack which would be thrown at her, her other hand behind her back reaching for her explosive notes, her knees were slightly bent so she could make a quick escape at the first sign of danger.
But despite her best effort, she knew she would not be able to keep up with her opponents. After all, they were all S-class missing-nin.
Nevertheless she had to try.
The informations she had gathered could not be wasted away !! She would fight and Survive !!! Like she had done numerous time before.
Her grip around her Kunai tightened as she stilled herself.
" Come... Come.. " She muttered under her breath adrenaline slowly making its way through her system.
" Oh oh... there... She seams so eager... " The first voice said from behind her.
She felt the hot air being exhaled in her ear and the cool touch of fingertips grazing her throat, small drops of blood slowly made their way down her slender neck.
A shiver ran down her spine as she understood that this person could kill her.
She could feel the lips of her assailant on her neck as they stretched to form a smile or was it a smirk ?
She tried to put on a brave front, but she could not move. Her eyes wide opened, were fixed ahead of her, looking at the small blond man slowly moving up to her.
He had his right hand stretched out, and, in his opened palm, there was a small clay origami like swan. The swan wings awkwardly began to flap and the small clay animal flied with difficulty up to her.
She gulped as she willed her body to move. She tried to throw her Kunai but found that she could not move her hands, something was hindering her.
She caught a glimpse of light reflecting on thin threads. Suddenly her hand opened letting the Kunai fell on the ground with a small poof. It went limp unmoving then her fingers began to move on their own free will.
She watched fascinated as her hand stretched out, fingers still moving like spider spawns. Suddenly her hand contracted, her fingers half closed and her opened palm up. She could only watch as the Clay swan landed on the center of her palm, and knowing her enemies, this would be the last thing she would ever see.
She breathed in a last time, her all body shaking anticipation. The swan was going to explode ending her life.
'A Quick Painless Death...' She thought as she closed her eyes.
" Boom " She heard the blond guy whispered.
'Probably the last word I'll ever hear...' she thought bitterly.
A flash of her old team walking and laughing together came back to her : her Sensei ruffling the hair of the ever grumpy 'mister-top-of-the-class'. She remembered the small smile on her teammate face as her other teammate was rubbing the back of his head a large grin on his face after failing down on his ass on the dirty path.
She shook her head violently. No, she did not have any regrets !! Regrets were for cowards and old men ! She was going to die like she had always wanted, serving her Village, like a true Kunoichi...
She closed her eyes tighter, bitting her lips drawing blood.
And then she felt it, the agonizing pain.
Her breathing came out shaking and irregular. She moistened her lips tasting the blood that was staining them and reluctantly opened her eyes.
" My hand !!! " She cried, watching the blood cascading down her wrist and pooling on the dirts.
She tried to move her other hand to grip her wrist but she felt the resistance of the thread reminding her that she was still prisoner of the puppet master.
" Not bad... " The deep dark voice said.
She could tell by the sound of his voice, that whoever this person was, was smiling ear to ear.
Tears trailed down her face, her lips shaking as she tried to prevent the sobs from coming out. She closed her eyes again willing her tears away.
" I put too much explosive hun... I just wanted to blew off her fingers hun... " The blond who was still standing in front of her said pouting like a child who would have been denied his favorite toy.
She opened her eyes wide as she felt something tugging her right hand. She watched as her hand reproduced the exact same pattern as before. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes again.
No, she would not watch her right hand blew away. She would fight !!
" Stop playing around !!! I'm not some guinea pig you can play with !!! " She yelled out of frustration, opening her brown eyes.
" You are not, are you hun ? " Deidara said a smirk forming on his lips and his small blueish eyes sparkling with playfulness.
She narrowed her eyes at the young looking man in front of her.
" Kill me and be done with it !! " She cried.
" You know... " The deep dark voice began. " If we wanted you dead... You would already be... "
She sharply turned around effectively cutting the threads imprisoning her body and the sound of bones cracking echoed in the silent of the night.
But she could not care less as she saw the person whose deep dark voice she had just heard, slowly walked up inside the clearing.
She could barely hear the sound of his footsteps on the damped grass as he gracefully walked up to her. She looked up at him and her breath was taken away.
There in front of her stood an angel.
His slightly effeminate face was adorned by a small pointed noise and small exotic eyes. He shook gracefully his head, his short blond and orange hair falling slightly over his graduated purple eyes ; those enticing, beautiful eyes yet they seemed so deadly. She could not help but watched fascinated as he moistened his faded pink full lips, closing slightly his eyes before his lips stretched into an angelic smile.
" Like what you see ? " He asked teasingly.
She felt his hot fingertips brushing over her cheeks and she lined in his touch. The large hot palm caressing her frozen cheeks was so comforting so meek...
She closed her eyes, a small smile forming on her lips. Forgotten was the pain of her now missing hand, forgotten was her mission. All that matter to her now was to feel this touch again.
The hand retreated back and she opened her eyes. Disappointment clearly showed in her barely opened eyes.
" Now my little one, tell me what you were doing... " The angel said.
She bit her lip, she knew she should not tell anything to the angel, she could not betray her village.
She looked at her angel's hands as they sized her bloody handless wrist. He slowly gently passed his long and slender middle finger over the edge of her wound, his fingertips glowed a purple-ish light and the wound close itself up.
She looked up at her angel, his beautiful face illuminated with an other smile. He bent down a little, his lips grazing her right ear.
" Tell me... " He whispered in her ear.
She shivered not in fear but in pleasure.
" What is your name ? "
" Mitsuki... " She answered forcing her voice out.
She passed her tongue over her dry lips.
" Where are you from ? " He whispered again.
" Konoha... " She breathed out, her voice a mere whisper.
" Mitsuki from Konoha... " He repeated tasting the name.
She nodded slightly.
" Today... is the day you die... " His angel whispered softly in her ear.
She abruptly turned her head to her right facing her angel.
He had nothing of her angel anymore. His fair shade of hair turned raven black and were longer now attached in a long pony tail, his slightly tanned face became paler bordering the unhealthiness, he also became slightly smaller. But the most definite change was his eyes, his beautiful eyes bled into crimson red decorated with the three comas Mangekyô Sharingan.
" Uchiha... Itachi... " She muttered, eyes wide.
" Adieu... " He said beheaded her with his Katana.
He closed his eyes and then he was back to one of the cave of the Akatsuki. He sighed.
" Weakling... " He muttered as he seized Mitsuki chin, shoving it up.
He examined her face, wiping the small trail of blood on her chin then released her chin which fell limp on her torso.
" Wasn't she a relative of one of Hatake Kakashi's teammate ? " A dark deep voice said.
Itachi looked at his left and saw a tall orange blond hair man walking out of the Shadow.
" Yes... she also was a medic... " Itachi said uninterested.
" How come such a weakling become a spy ? " He asked his graduated purple eyes fixed on Itachi's crimson one's.
" Because she was a weakling... " Itachi answered.
Tsunaru titled his head on the right seemingly deep in though then smiled.
" I see... " Tsunaru said walking out of the cave along side with Itachi.
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Jiraya paled as his eyes landed on his in bed.
He had been the only inn in Tachigawa no mura for four days seemingly for his so called 'research', albeit there was no hot springs in this village. But more than that he had been waiting for the report of one of his best spy. The spy who had the most dangerous mission : spying on the Akatsuki.
She had contacted him a week ago or so, she had important informations which she wanted to deliver personally to him. He had made all the arrangements so he would arrived in the village as soon as possible without anyone suspicions befalling on him.
But he had been too late... She was dead. Her neatly cut head delicately put on a brownish fabric, laying in a pool of already drying blood.
He extended his right hand, his fingers brushing over the deathly pale frozen skin. His fingers retreating suddenly as a small white worm came out of her slightly opened mouth, slowly sneaking its way up her cheek entering back into her head by her opened left eye. Way too late...
He brushed her brown hair away from her veiled brown eyes.
" I'm sorry Mitsuki... truly... " Jiraya whispered kneeling down at the side of his bed.
He crocked his middle and pointer fingers of his right hand and passed them delicately inside her right eye's hole trying to ignore the worms making their way on his fingers, he delicately cut the optic nerve and pushed slightly the ocular globe making it pop out of its hole. He did the same thing another time with the other globe.
He then took out a small forest green velvet box from his bedside table and delicately opened it, he put the two globes in carefully wrapped them with a cotton like material. He closed the box and put it inside his bag.
Jiraya passed his fingertips on her eyes, bringing down her eye-lids over her now empty eye holes. Then he picked up the head frowning his nose in disgust as he saw the worms remaining on the light brown fabric worming and twisting around in the pool of blood that was rapidly being absorbed by the rough material. He folded the brownish fabric taking it in his other hand.
He walked out of the inn and deep into the forest taking care of not being seen. When he was sure he was far enough, Jiraya knelled down putting unfolded the light brown fabric on the ground and after having wiped the worms away, he disposed her head in the middle of the fabric.
He smiled sadly at Mitsuki's remaining.
"I'm sorry I could not give you a better shroud." He muttered sadly.
His hands flashed through several hand seals : Serpent ; Sheep ; Monkey ; Boar ; Horse and Tiger.
" Kougakyuu no Jutsu " He whispered as he blew in his hands.
The fire swallowed Mitsuki's head up. Jiraya watched sadly as the wind swept out the remaining ash.
He turned around and walked out of the forest not turning back. He entered his room, gathered his things and looking one last time at the bed cover making sure that no trace of blood remained, he walked out of the Inn willing himself to give a perverted smile to the hostess. Even though most of the time he liked to play his pervert role today was not one of those day. But he had to maintain the front. Nothing of what had happened today should leak out.
The only proof of Mitsuki's sacrifice would be her name engraved in little black letters on the Kill In Action Memorial Stone and no one would know what she did for her village not even her friends and family.
Jiraya sighed, the life of a Shinobi was cruel.
Three days later, Jiraya stood before Tsunade's desk. His face was somber as he stretched out his right hand firmly gripping the velvet box. Tsunade took the box in her left hand and slowly lifted the lids with her right one's. She took off the cotton like material to find two veiled brown eyes staring back at her.
She breathed in as she delicately extracted one of the eyes from their cotton nest.
"All is there... " She whispered as her lips stretched into a sad smile.
She looked up at Jiraya.
"Call Kakashi..." She said softly.
Jiraya walked out of the door knowing perfectly well that he was the one who had to do that. He sighed, this was an other harsh blow for Kakashi.
Chapter 10 end
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