The Perfect Plan

ItaSasu

Author's note: I'm sorry about the huge delay, darlings. I had nasty writer's block. I still do actually, and I'm just hoping something happens in this chapter. xD Also, big sad things have happened in my life and I was a little preoccupied. :) See my Deviant Art if you're interested. xO

Oh and if you can't wait for ItaSasu fluff (cause it may be a few chapters before the real fluff comes), please check out my other fic "I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way." It's an ULTRA fluff ItaSasu oneshot. :3

LMAO. The title makes me happy. TwT

One last, more important thing! There may be lemons later on. Or things of a more mature nature. I need to know if you want this, dear readers. I will change the rating to M, and add lime/lemons later, but only if you want me to! I think it would add to the atmosphere and emotion. But what do you think? I really would love to hear your opinions and suggestions. Thank you. :)

Chapter 9 – Hot and Wet

So hungry… and thirsty… and tired…

How many days had passed? Five? Six? A week? Two weeks…? Every day was the same; I woke, I ate what morsels I was given, then I slept. I didn't know what the time was, what the day was, or where I was.

I thought there was something in the walls preventing me from using and restoring my chakra because since I'd been there I'd not felt the slightest bit better. I was constantly exhausted, despite spending the whole day either lying on the hard floor or occasionally pacing up and down, thinking. My brain was working over time. I was torn between worrying for my life, wondering why no one had come to rescue me yet and… Sora.

Number one: People only entered my cell to chuck a stale roll of bread at my head and a cup of water. This happened twice a day. I felt awful… this wasn't enough to give me energy and yet it was just enough to keep me alive. Even if I survived on that, I began to grow anxious about my cell. There was no bed and no toilet. The place was only about six metres squared and I had to eat, sleep and relieve myself in the same space. It smelt disgusting. I just wished with everything in me that I could get out of there. For two weeks, it had been all I knew and my hope was diminishing. I needed to get out and taste fresh, clean air.

Number two: My team mates. Where were they? Had they been caught too? Sora had told me he didn't think they were in the building… but how should he know? For all I knew, he could be lying to me and this whole thing was just some big plan to capture me.

I laughed at this. What a ridiculous idea. He was our client and he was trying to escape the Akatsuki. He had no idea what was going on and neither did I. Then, I came to the same question that has been bugging me the whole time: why wasn't I dead? Or more to the point, why was I still alive? Did they need me for something? If they did, then what…? I'd heard they were after the "jinchuuriki" (A/N I can't remember the translation of this word, but it's referring to the creatures with tails e.g. Kyuubi, Shukaku etc.) but I didn't contain one of these. Had they mixed me up with Naruto? Was he supposed to be in my place? ….no, they're smarter than that. The must have a purpose for me… but what?

Number three: Sora. Where was he? Was he still alive?

I tried not to devote too much of my thinking time to Sora. He was our client, and all I cared about was completing the escort mission. I only wanted him alive so we wouldn't fail. Damnit, if he'd gone and got himself killed then we'd fail and get a permanent mark on our otherwise clean records! He would blemish team 7's name of "The New Sannin." And it'd be his entire fault for dying.

As I paced up and down my cell, I went through every possible plan to escape. And by "every possible plan", I mean there weren't any. I had carefully run my hand over every brick in the wall and every tile on the floor, but there was no way of getting past them. If I put my ear to them and tapped, I was able to tell that they were about 2m thick. I could break them with Chidori – yes! But… I had no strength… I tried walking up the walls, but every time I attempted to attach my feet onto the wall using the smallest ounce of chakra left in me, it was sucked out of my feet and consumed by the wall. I wouldn't have been able to fit through that tiny vent near the ceiling anyway.

This was the ultimate secure cell. There was no way out. I'd have to be either let out, or escape when the door was open. Ha… it's not like someone was going to just come along, open the door and go "here you go, mate! I'll just leave this door wide open so you can escape and I'll pretend I didn't see you. :D" Hn.

At the end of my day of thinking, pacing, cursing and other boring, repetitive actions I went asleep again.

I didn't sleep for long, though.

The door opened and I cracked open my weary eyes. In walked the familiar form of the sharkman.

"My name is Hoshigake Kisame. But from now on, you will refer to me as Hoshigake-sama. Got it?"

Huh? My half asleep brain wasn't quiet able to process this sudden introduction.

All that I said was, "Wuh?"

"Get up," he ordered, leaning on his sword.

The sound of the blade on the floor woke me fully and I jumped to my feet. What was he going to do? Release me? …kill me? The latter seemed more likely, unfortunately. I stepped into a fighting stance and opened my sharingan eyes, ready for him. I wouldn't die without a fight.

He laughed, "You look pathetic. I'm not going to fight you. You're not worth fighting in your current state."

"Whose fault is that?" I thought angrily, my back still stinging from his attack so many days ago.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Why do you care?" I spat.

"I'm going to need something to refer to you as over the next two months, aren't I?"

"What? …Who are you?"

"I've told you that already. And you will address me as Hoskigake-sama or I might have to beat some sense into you." His fingers rippled over the handle of his enormous sword. "Enough questions. Tell me your name."

Should I tell him my real name? What would he do? Well, he must've known I was an Uchiha already because he'd seen my sharingan. Which immediately narrowed it down to me. Being the only remaining Uchiha had its disadvantages as well as its advantages. I couldn't lie.

"Uchiha Sasuke," I said, narrowing my eyes in the most menacing manner I could manage.

He just chuckled, "I know."

I clenched my fist. "Then why the hell did you ask?"

"Come with me. We have work for you to do here. It's about time someone else did the work around here…" for one second he had a distant, slightly irritated expression, then he glanced at me before turning and heading for the door. I couldn't argue. I didn't really want to argue anyway because I was so desperate to get out of that hell hole.

I was almost blinded as I walked out. There were dim torches mounted on the walls, which to my eyes that had spent two weeks in darkness, were massive beacons of bright light. I scrunched up my eyes and held my hand over my forehead to block it. I wasn't cold. I wore Sora's coat now. It seemed to be made of some material that was both light and floaty and warm and insulating.

We walked down the corridor, past other cells. I wondered who could be inside them. Was Sora behind one of those doors? There didn't seem to be many cells other than my own though – must've been about ten in total. We reached the end of the corridor and reached a large metal door. Oh? There wasn't a lock or a handle. It just looked like a huge slab of steel.

I watched curiously as Kisame put his hand on the door. A thin lake of chakra poured from his fingers, slowly spreading itself across the entire door. I watched as it reached to all four corners and then-

It disappeared. Just like that. One minute there was an enormous, thick, seemingly inpenetrable doorway and the next… it was gone. Incredible.

Kisame walked through like it was nothing and I followed, eyeing the space suspiciously. The second I stepped past what would have been a door, it reappeared in a puff of smoke. Woah. I didn't have long to think on it though, because the sharkman picked up his pace and I found myself half skipping to keep up.

He led me down some much cleaner corridors, with ordinary sliding doors until he stopped by one. He looked at me, implying that I was to enter first. I glared back at him, but opened the door anyway. What would it be? A torture room? Another cell?

Well, it was neither. As I opened it, steam washed out into my face and once my eyes adjusted, I saw a bath, some towels and a pile of black fabric. There was also an Akatsuki coat hung over the back of a chair.

The large man shoved me in and said, "You've got twenty minutes to make yourself presentable. There are clothes there and you will be required to wear the coat."

"Why do I have to wear that?" I asked, disgusted at the idea of wearing the same cloak as the criminal organisation.

He replied, "The leader requests it. Twenty minutes. I'll come back for you. Don't even try escaping unless you want to die."

The door slid shut and I was left standing in the middle of the room, slightly dismayed. What was going to happen? Was I going to be put in front of "the leader"? Who was the leader anyway? Kisame had mentioned something about me having to work… what kind of work? Back-breaking slave labour? Probably.

I walked over to the clothes and picked them up. A simple black sleeveless shirt and trousers. There was also a pair of black sandals. This I could wear… but the very idea of wearing that coat… would that imply that I too was a criminal? I couldn't remember doing anything wrong. But if I was to work for them? Shit…! Did that mean they would send me on missions? Make me carry out their dirty work! Hell no! There was no way I'd let them force me into that. I'd rather die than betray my village.

My mind returned to the matter at hand. A bath… oh God, it looked so good. I was filthy and greasy. There it sat, steaming and bubbling. Without another thought, I flung off my clothes and clambered in. It was fantastic to feel the hot water around me. I sank down under the water, so that I was fully submerged, then sat with only my nose upwards above the water. I was lost in heaven for about ten minutes. Then I suddenly remembered he'd be back soon. I didn't fancy the idea of him returning to me while I was naked.

I hurriedly washed my hair and body, climbed out, dried off and donned the black clothes. I stood glaring at the coat. "The leader requested" me to wear it. Why, I wondered.

"It's not going to jump onto you itself."

…oh… God…

Slowly, I turned in the direction of the rich, velvety voice.

And I yelped. He was sat, staring at me blankly, arms folded, and in the same clothes as myself.

Shock, turned to anger.

"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing here!" I yelled, flushed, "What did you see?"

I suddenly felt very exposed.

"I was always here. You just never bothered to notice," Sora replied, "I saw everything. Not that there was much to see…"

"You- you bastard!" I spluttered, clenching my fists and shaking in rage and humiliation. It was all I could think of to say. How dare he watch me bathe! Pervert!

And now he sat, still watching me.

"You should've said something!" I shouted, "You could've at least have alerted me to your presence!"

There was no reply. Our eyes were locked in an intense staring match. I, giving him my sharpest, angriest glare and he, looking rather uninterested. I looked away first. How dare he do that. How dare he!

I turned round crossly and grabbed the cloak before thrusting my hands into the sleeves and standing there with my arms folded.

His eyes moved to the door, which immediately opened. Kisame.

"Good, you're both ready," he said, with a knowing grin that slightly disturbed me. "Come."

We followed him out, to whatever fate was in store for us.

Author's note: There you go, a nice long one to make up for my absence. 8) Oooh! Itachi – what a pervert! xDD He must've planned that right from the start. xP Oh wait… he did. xDDD

Again, what do you think about future sexual scenes? I don't write explicit lemons. I prefer it emotional and romantic. But whatever. Opinions and suggestions, kudasai! –hearts-

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