Chapter three: How could you?...
Anastasia although she was indeed wounded, she pressed on; Itachi was counting on her to return back alive. But what would Itachi do if she had been killed? Would he join her? Would he Avenge her? Or would he eventually move on, quit this way of life, and setle down with someone?..Would Itachi forget about her? Would she just become a memory in her teammate's Past?
Anastasia climbed up the side of the hideout, and climbed into the hideout from the window. However, something was off. A Kunai with a paper bomb attached to it was coming towards her. Anastasia didn't have time to dodge it as she climbed into the window. The Kunai hit Anastasia's front, shattering her armor, and splattering her Blood everywhere. Anastasia coughed up Blood and fell to her knees as she heard hurried footfalls coming towards her: Itachi. "I-Itachi.." Anastasia managed before she fell forward, the Kunia still in her chest, her ribcage visible, and her Blood everywhere.
Several seconds before Anastasia entered the hideout through the window, Itachi heard an unusual noise, Itachi knew that Anastasia never came back early from assignments or missions as she called them,so it could be her, could it? Itachi always kept a Kunia with a paper bomb attactched to it under his pillow in case of emergencies. Itachi withdrew the Kunai from under his pillow,slowly, very silently slipped from his bed, his room, and towards the open window. All Itachi saw was this black figure coming up the side of the hideout. Itachi backed away several steps. readying the Kunai and he took a deep breath. Itachi as the figure was making their way into the hideout, Itachi lit the paper bomb, and threw the Kunai at the figure. Itachi knew that the intruder wouldn't have time to dodge it. However, he wasn't expecting the figure to speak. "I-Itachi" was all he heard as he realized what he had done. Itachi''s coal-grey eyes widened in realization of what he had done. Itachi saw Anastasia fall, but he was frozen in place, frozen in shock.
Itachi carefully, ever so carefully picked up Anastasia, and carried her into his room. Itachi turned on the light, placed Anastasia on the bed, and examined her wounds. Anastasia's chest was still Bleeding, her body was trying to heal itself even though Blood was still spilling out of her body. Itachi pressed on the wounds, trying to stop the Bleeding. Anastasia smirked at Itachi, before she placed a hand on Itachi's face. "Baka." Anastasia stated as she coughed up Blood. Itachi knew he may lose Anastasia, yet he also knew he couldn't shed a tear- she told him when he left the Akatsuki, to never look back and to never cry. Anastasia smirked at Itachi's stubborness and placed her hand on the handle of the Kunai. Anastasia, then tore out the Kunai, breathing a sigh when it was out.
Itachi's eyes widened in bewilderment as he realized his friend was out of her Bloody mind. Anastasia summoned her chakra and she closed the wounds. Anastasia sat up and eyed Itachi carefully. "I got back early.." Anastasia stated as she stood up. "As it seems." Itachi commented as he watched his teammate get up and make for the door. "Itachi..You did good.." Anastasia said as she looked back at Itachi, then at his room. Anastasia's eyes widened slightly at the scroll that lie on Itachi's bookcase; it was the same scroll that held her assassination mission of killing Sasuke. Anastasia tore her eyes away from it and smiled at Itachi before she hurried off to her room.
Anastasia threw off her gear and her clothes, and slipped into bed. Anastasia's green eyes looked around at the room, her eyes lingering on her old picture of a child hood friend-Kakashi..the scarecrow as she called him. Anastasia sighed and fell asleep, her thoughts on her mistakes..
Back at Konoha, several days after Team Seven had entered the village, they made their reports and went their seperate ways. Kakashi walked into his apartment, threw his bag down on the bed and sighed in defeat. Kakashi looked over at the picture of his old team..then his eyes wandered over to a different picture. The picture had his old teammates in them, however the only difference was a girl around the age of nineteen, that had floor length pink hair, green eyes, and wore a black dress with a purple corset. Kakashi walked over to the picture and picked it up with a sigh. "How could you, Anastasia?.." Kakashi mumbled to himself.
In the training grounds, Sasuke did several Fire Style justus, his breathing heavy and uneven. Sasuke after thirty more mintues of training, finally fell to his knees, his breathing heavy and hard. Sasuke looked at his hand and thought back to the mission. "Sayanora, Flame-Kun?" Sasuke muttered to himself. Sasuke looked at the moon and sighed. "Guess I should go home, then." Sasuke mumbled to himself as he gathered his weapons and exited the training grounds.
Sasuke as he walked home, enjoyed the breeze, although he would never admit that to anyone. Sasuke entered his apartment, threw his weapons in a random corner, stripped of his dirty, sweaty clothes, and threw them in the hamper as he made his way towards the bathroom. Sasuke entered the shower, turned the water on, and got in. Sasuke let the cold water relax his muscles as he also let it wash away all the dirt and sweat from the mission. After his shower, Sasuke dressed in a black shirt and matching black pants, before he slipped into bed. That night, however, Sasuke dreamed of the masacare and a pink haired, green-eyed woman, whoo kept repeating, "Sayanara, Flame-Kun." The woman in the dream was rushing, hurrying to some far off place. Then he saw his brother's shadow around her, clawing at her, killing her, shredding her apart..
That night no one got sleep as nightmares plagued their dreams...So, Anastasia, How could you?...