Hello my faithful F. readers. I'm here to announce that this story is now been taken off hiatus, while my other story is now under it (since it isn't getting very many reviews) But I would be very happy if you went and read it. Just check it in my profile. Tainted Words, A Beautiful Lie.
Anyway, back to this story, I'm so very sorry for making you wait this long, and unfortunately for me, not so much for you, I have no excuse (And yes, I can hear you cackling,) well anyway, I'll try to make this chapter longer for you ok. XP
(Thankyou to Pink-Assassin for this tip) Also, when changing points of view between people I will put:
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"Loving someone is noble. Loving someone overcomes difficulties and opens a future." - Ryou S.
I pushed myself harshly up against the bed, even more then I had before. The steel frame pressed painfully into my upper back, I held back a whimper, as I stared into the eyes of my captor.
I was so scared, completely and utterly terrified. The man who stood before me was Itachi. The Uchiha Itachi. The infamous murderer of his clan, dangerous S-class Missing-Nin of Konohagakure and the most deadly of all Akatsuki. The mere mention of his name struck fear into ninjas all over the country; he was the demon himself.
This would be the first time that I had noticed what a masculine face he had, the lines under his eyes made him look even more mature, while his well-known poker face just added to the mysterious aura that surrounded him. The compulsory clouded Akatsuki cloak covered most of his body, except for the top of his torso, which showed the upper part of his fishnet clothing.
This man, he killed his clan in the blink of an eye, he showed no remorse and no mercy. How could someone be so cold-hearted? They were his family, his parents, the very people who gave life to him. I just didn't understand, what would motivate a person to do that?
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I watched her with carefully, her emerald orbs showed her fear. She trembled as she tried uselessly to get away, but to no avail. I didn't understand how this girl could be the Gondaime's student; she looked so weak. I had presumed that she wouldn't show fear, if the Hokage had taught her, or at least conceal it if she had any.
Her eyes shifted back and fourth, as if trying to look for a means of escape. I smirked; how could she possibly think she could escape, she was trapped, there was no way out. I smirked; it was true that she intrigued me; I wanted to see what she could do.
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I watched as a smirk appeared on his manly face. He was mocking me, what an ass. He crouched down in front of me, the smirk still plastered on his features. He chuckled, he wasn't just mocking me; he was toying with me. I growled, how dare he. He grasped my chin firmly, pulling me into his gaze; it was then I noticed that he didn't have his Sharingan on.
"Speak kunoichi" His voice was seductive, cool and levelled. If he wasn't the S-class criminal, I would almost be tempted to…No! What was I thinking? This was my captor and I wouldn't show my weakness to him any longer.
"Uchiha…." I spat, looking him straight in the eyes.
He looked as if he took pleasure in taunting me, he seemed to enjoy what I was going through and, I hated it. My rage boiled inside me, I hated him, for what he did to Sasuke-kun, for what he was doing to me now.
Suddenly, without warning, I raised my hand and slapped him right across his face. I don't now why I did it, but I did. He didn't even flinch; I could see the redness appearing on his face, what I didn't notice, was it emerging on my face too.
He stood up, then reached out and grabbed my wrist, dragging me up also. He pulled me closer so that I accidentally fell into his chest. He grabbed my jaw gently once again, but this time, his Sharingan was on. They comma's started to spin violently, but in a standby phase.
"Co-operate…and you won't die" This time, his voice was stern, not one hint of emotion, which made him sound even more threatening. He truly was, an Uchiha.
I looked at his face closer, now that it wasn't covered by his bangs. I wasn't able to find any expression what so ever; he was unable to read, just like Sasuke-kun. I sighed, Sasuke-kun…he reminded me so much of him, unreadable, untouchable. Unlovable.
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Her eyes glazed over, as if she was deep in thought. I took this time to allow my crimson orbs to look over her. She had silky pink hair that draped across her face, while her head hung low. She wore a black dress that went mid thigh, a few cherry blossoms speckled around in arbitrary positions. And around her neck was a small pendant, a bright green stone that matched her eyes perfectly.
Her body was petite, not like that of a ninja's. Seeing how she fights will prove to be interesting. I watched as she lifted her head, her eyes were still distant, as was her mind. It was time to leave. I clasped her wrist tighter.
"Were leaving"
A surprised expression could be seen on her pale complexion, her emerald orbs had returned to their normal state, but still were quite dull. Not full of life which I had seen previously. I pulled her out the door and down the main hallway, she struggled against my grip, but soon realised that my hold on her only got stronger.
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Shizune flipped through file after file of assignment listings, trying hopelessly to find any high ranked ninjas that weren't out on missions; seeing all ANBU members were unavailable. Her fingers ran speedily through papers, scanning them quickly before stuffing them back into the filing cabinet.
"No, no, no…" she said impatiently, her eyes strained from what seemed like hours of searching.
Meanwhile, I sat at my desk, racking my brain on who would have motive to capture Sakura. My hair hung loosely down my back, the front two tresses tucked lazily behind my ears.
I swivelled my chair so that it faced the window. I sighed heavily, my head rested in my right hand. Watching the trees sway in the wind outside just made me worry more. Leaves flew through the sky slowly, the wind whistled as birds hid from the coming rain. The clink of kunai could be heard from the training grounds, soon after, two Chunin jumped up into the air, shuriken flying.
Rain started to create droplets on the window, the tapping emanated from the tin roof above. I picked up my bottle of sake and had a mouthful. This was going to be a long night.
I had been training Sakura for four years now; she was so close, almost like family, a daughter. Now she was gone, in the blink of an eye, gone. I don't usually cry, but I let a single tear escape my eye, it had only been two days, but I missed her already. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand just before the doors to my office opened, and Shizune walked in. I turned around on my chair to face her.
"Well? What did you find?"
Shizune inhaled deeply, she became ready for an outburst. Shizune was used to these things now, after years of being by the Gondaime's side, it didn't faze her at all.
"All ANBU are unavailable Hokage-Sama, including current captain, Hatake Kakashi"
I growled under by breath; ANBU members were always away at the worst possible times. I was thinking that I could send Hatake along, but I guess that's just gone down the drain. I took another swig of sake.
"…Well, who is available?"
The medic began to flip though the clipboard she was holding, running her finger constantly up and down the page. The room was silent apart from paper turning, the occasional swirling sound of alcohol, and raindrops pattering on the rooftop. Shizune's placed the papers on her clipboard back in their original position, lifting her head to face the Hokage.
"Not many I'm afraid. Most Jounin are already assigned to missions"
I sighed deeply; this was going to be more of a headache then originally thought. Currently, I didn't even have the faintest clue to Sakura's whereabouts.
"You may leave Shizune"
She clasped her clipboard close to her chest, bowing slightly before exiting my office. I turned back to face the large window, situated behind me. I looked out at Konohagakure through the rain-covered windows, no one walked the streets, not even the homeless.
Pulling a long rope, the blinds closed; shutting out the light from outside, the room suddenly turned pitch black.
I lent back in my chair, the front wheels up in the air, the back ones supporting my weight. I closed my eyes gently, rocking back and forth, breathing in and out faster then usual. Then the back wheels of my chair slipped on the wooden surface; causing me to fall backwards onto the ground.
I groaned, rubbing my head. I finally gave up and lay back on the floor, sighing once more.
"This is going to be a long night"
The rain above got louder, it now hammered down strongly on the tin roof, I turned my head towards the window, but when I realised it was closed I twisted my head back to face the ceiling. The hammering of rain, soon became rockets of hail, it wasn't soothing anymore; it was violent.
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I stumbled blindly through the hallways, my wrist held firmly by the older Uchiha sibling. I don't understand how he could see in this darkness; maybe that was a power of the Sharingan eye. I tripped and staggered on the wooden floor, trying desperately not to fall. I gazed up to the Akatsuki that dragged me along, I could barely see him, and I couldn't even hear his footsteps creaking on the floorboards, unlike mine, which made a loud stomping sound with every step.
We walked for what seemed like hours, before reaching an oak door. With his spare hand, Itachi twisted the handle and pushed it open, light shun through brightly, I squinted my eyes in a effort to block it out, but after being in constant darkness for ages; that was easier said then done.
Once again, he dragged me along, clearly having no consideration for my wellbeing. We stepped outside; trees shaded most of the area, which surprised me, as the sun was still coming in harsh. He let go of my wrist and then signalled for me to get on his back. I looked at him with a degree of confusion. Why the fuck would I get on an S-class criminal's back?
"Your slow, we need to get to the base quickly"
I turned around to face the building that we emerged from, I then turned back to Itachi, pointing my finger dumbly at the worn down structure. He didn't do or say anything; he just kind of flicked his head.
"Either you come this way, or without a head"
I turned towards the bushes; where the voice came from, as the blue fish man appeared
'Kisame'
The shark turned to face his comrade, if you could call Itachi a comrade, well; I guess he's more that then a partner, a friend, an acquittance, a dirty bastard. Wait, scrap that last one; he IS a dirty bastard.
"Why are you still here Itachi, you should have arrived hours ago"
He glared in his partners' direction; you could hear Kisame gulp it was that obvious. I guess Itachi's the pants of this partnership; Kisame knows when to back down. (A/N: If you don't get that, don't worry) He looked over at me as well 'Oh crap, I'm so dead"
"Kunoichi"
His voice, it sounded like he was having a normal conversation, but he still had that threatening tone, an edge that told everyone he was in charge, he was boss. I gulped; slowly walking over towards him, I stopped before reaching him. Looking in his eyes didn't reveal anything; I wasn't able to pick up a hint of emotion.
"Kunoichi…"His tone changed again, this time from a threatening one, to deadly murderous. He glared at me, harder then he did at Hoshigaki. I could feel tears collecting in my eyes, but I pushed them back. Slipping with caution onto his lower spine, I held onto his muscly shoulders. As soon as I was on and stable, with great speed, both Akatsuki leapt into the trees, the wind rushed past their faces, I nuzzled my way into Itachi's cloak, hiding from the wind.
From the corner of my eye I watched the trees beside me wiz past, a flurry or greens and browns, and the occasionally bluey-grey from the sky. I heard the cracking of branches underneath my captor's feet and a quite conversation where only the mumbles were audible. I watched the sky for a while, it slowly turned from blue to black, the sun went into hiding and the moon rose high above the barely visible clouds.
I felt my eyes getting heavier once more, I batteds my eyelashes a few times; brushing away whatever was there. I clutched Itachi's cloak like a child would their favourite blanket, I rubbed my head against his back a few times before slowly settling down. I don't know how I got to sleep while moving at such a fast speed, but I guess I was that tired from all the 'excitement' this morning.
Before falling into a peaceful siesta, I swore I heard a chuckle from the man I was holding onto. Maybe it was just because I was tired, but it sounded to me as if there was a hint of emotion in his quiet laughter. Maybe there was hope for me after all.
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I watched as he started to punch the tree fiercely, his eyes flaring with rage. For every punch came a grunt, his blows getting harder and faster, his groans getting louder and more forceful. Of course I was angry, but I'm not one to go all out like that. I looked up into the treetops; the light shimmered magically down on the training ground. I turned my attention back to my blonde haired teammate; who still swung his fists around like a maniac.
It's been two years since I returned to Konohagakure, and two years since Orochimaru's death. After a while training under the Snake Sennin, it soon became obvious that I wasn't learning anything I didn't already know, so what was the point of him living any longer? I smirked reluctantly while gazing back at Naruto, beads of sweat running down his forehead; he glared at me, his eyes raging.
"What the hell you looking at teme?" he yelled angrily, momentarily stopping his punching and directing his temper at yours truly.
"Hn…" I watched intently as he stormed over to me, his face plastered with fury. He raised his fist and flung it towards me, but I caught it just before it made contact, his breathing became deeper and more violent.
"Is that all you can say? Sakura-Chan's gone and all you can say is that?" he hung his head low, as he started to shake "You bastard…" he said, barely above a whisper. He threw his other fist right into my face, but before I could dodge he had already hit me, and hard. I was thrown to the side, doing a back flip and landing on all fours before hitting a large tree. I looked up, blood sliding down from the corner of my mouth; I kept quiet as I stared into his cerulean eyes.
"She loved you, the least you could do was show something towards her"
He ran into the depths of the Konohagakure forest, soon becoming lost in the mess of leaves and bark. I slumped back against the tree behind me, resting my hands on my knees, my head on the trunk. I allowed a sigh to escape my lips, I did care, but why should I show it? I glanced ahead of me; the wind began to pick up, blowing majestically onto my face. My eyes went out of focus as I tried to conceal emotion.
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I've had a major writers block, so this is where I'll end. Oh, and by the way I wrote another story Heartbeat please check it out. Also, while you do, my website Captive Innocenceisn't getting much attention, so I would really appreciate it if you went and signed the guest book or left a comment xx Thanks
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