Chapter 5: How We Met.

Disclaimer: In some states it's illegal to su…wait wrong thing. I don't own Naruto or the characters of Naruto, but I happen to own my name…wait I don't. Fucking Disney.

Author's note: this whole chapter is a flash back on when Marie and Renji met. Now the last pat isn't, it's actually a reference to the first story I wrote, which if you read it, you'll know.

Marie was sitting in a bar waiting for her client to show up, the one her assistant found, her assistant who didn't do anything except get jobs and took her salary which was more than a ten percent of what Marie raked in per wedding. She would fire him if he didn't have the connections to force her out of business for good, but lately he'd been trying to take advantage of that power. The bar was elegant in the fact that it looked like an old fashion club where gentlemen would come to when they needed a drink at the bar. The men looked dangerous from the way they walked to the weapons that they made no trouble in concealing as if they wanted people to know they were armed. She wasn't sure why her assistant, Mitsuhide, had told her to meet him there. After two hours past the time they were supposed to meet, Marie decided she didn't need this shit and so she left. She had a happy-go-lucky personality and was a strong woman.

Just when she was about to leave a hand caught her shoulder, it was Mitsuhide with a grin on her face that she didn't like for some reason, as if he had something sinister planned. It was then that she noticed a few dangerous looking men standing at the door.

"What's going on," asked Marie as she looked at the men who standing in the way of her exit.

"Today is the day you apologize for how ungrateful you been," replied Mitsuhide as he signaled for the men behind the counter to grab her and hold her. "I'm sorry, I know how anxious you are to apologize to me, but I have to go bleed the lizard."

"Oh really, what about number two," asked Marie. "You are full of shit."

"I like the dirty talk," said Mitsuhide an ominous tone as he slapped her. He then walked to the bathroom feeling in control as he went to piss.

As he washed his hands he noticed a man looking into the urinal he'd used only a minute ago. The man had red hair that was smoothed back, but spiky on the end dressed in a black tee-shirt and black pants. Mitsuhide didn't pay the man any mind as he went to dry his hands and as he looked into the mirror the red head came behind him and put a knife to his neck. Mitsuhide couldn't believe this man, who must have seen the power he had back in the bar. The man must be insane, but he looked calm and in control, the same control that Mitsuhide had felt when he had been washing his hands.

"Hello, I'm Renji and I'm out of my mind," said the red head in a calm, cool voice. "If you ever do that to a woman in this town again, I'll cut you in ways that will make you useless to a woman."

"Your making a big mistake," warned Mitsuhide, his voice breaking up a bit in terror.

"You already made a mistake yourself," replied Renji. "You didn't flush."

Marie was waiting for Mitsuhide to come out to try and do what he thought he could do because if he was going to do it then she was going to leave him scarred by it. She was glad she had worn sharp toed shoes that would do some damage if she kicked in the right place and she knew where to make it hurt. To her surprise, Mitsuhide didn't come out as powerfully as he'd come in. In fact he was sent tumbling out of the bathroom into a nearby table and he was wet with liquids pouring down hishair that smelled like piss. Out walked a man dressed in black holding a curved blade that was attached to a ring. As he held it out other blades unfolded with the original blade until it was a full demon windmill shuriken. The difference in this shuriken was the two bars intersecting in the ring that formed a handle for it. He grabbed her and pulled her close to him, close enough to feel his muscles through the shirt.

"Hold on tight and close your eyes," commanded the man, which she complied to though she wasn't afraid of death. Her family had been killed by bandits, leaving her to fend for herself when she was only ten.

She could feel movement as she felt herself move forward and felt something warm splash on her cheeks. Then she felt herself being picked up and she realized she was being carried away by this stranger. Her heart was racing as she heard his footsteps touching the ground and roof tiles until it stopped leaving her to wander where she had been taken to.

"You can open your eyes now," said the man, which she did to see him holding a warm rag to her face as he wiped off the blood.

"Who are you," asked Marie.

"My name is Renji," replied the man. "Oda Renji."

"Where am I," was the next question she asked.

"This is my house," replied Renji softly. The place told a lot about him, from the jukebox to the katana that was stuck in a picture of naked woman.

"You don't keep this place cleaned much," said Marie looking at the pile of clothes. "Why do you live here?"

"I like the view," replied Renji looking out at the city. Marie caught his gaze to an onsen with women bathing in it.

"You shouldn't do that," she exclaimed. "Women need their privacy and if they catch you doing that then they'll be very angry."

"I could just be looking out at the city it's not like I have a telescope," said Renji trying to put away the telescope that was right next to the window. "Now you should probably leave."

"But I haven't thanked you," cried Marie.

"You won't have to worry about your assistant," said Renji coldly. "I killed him and you wouldn't want to know me anymore than you already do. If I were you I'd forget me."

Marie left, a bit frightened of Renji, but she could detect a sad note in his voice as he looked at he window and she wondered if she should thank him or do as he told.

It was weeks later before she met him again. She was running home from the rain, having found no luck in finding a new assistant, even after she had lowered her standards. With the money she was making she could afford to move out of the town and into another town like Tanzaku for instance. As she was going to the stairs of her apartment when she saw him there, Oda Renji, leaning against the wall of her apartment looking at the night sky as the rain poured down. She hadn't brought an umbrella and was getting soaked, but she couldn't help but stand there staring at the mysterious man, who she knew could kill without remorse. Then again he had saved her life and was so caring and told her to stay away from him for her own safety. But what was doing here now? He looked so cool standing there in the rain, but looking focused and silent like a wolf.

"You should get inside before you catch a cold," said the man, breaking th silence. He turned to her and saw that it was her. "Oh it's you."

"So what are you doing here," asked Marie. "You're not stalking me are you?"

"No," replied Renji. "I don't even know you're name, so how could I track you down. Besides, I scared you away."

"So what are you doing here," she asked again.

"I'm just standing here waiting to tell the weather girl who was here that she was wrong," laughed Renji. The weather girl said that it would be sunny today. Then Renji did something that changed their lives, he held his side in pain as blood seeped through his hands.

"Are you alright," asked Marie.

"I need help, please help me," begged Renji as his stare was losing focus. He could only feel the cold rain coming down on his body, not the warmth of her skin as she lifted him and helped him up the stairs.

"All in all, I'd say this was the dumbest thing you could have done," said Renji as he sat in with the blankets wrapped around him. He looked at Marie, who was sitting on the other side of the room holding a skillet. "You took in a man, who you knew could kill without hesitation, and you hardly even know him."

"You're the one who asked for helped," retorted Marie. "Besides I'll have you know I'm a good screamer and can alarm the whole apartment complex."

"You let me into your room, the time for screaming has passed," said Renji emotionlessly. "But you won't have to worry; I'm not going to hurt you anyway."

"You can stay here until you find a place to live," said Marie after getting herself together. "I saw your stuff there and brought it up here. You have a lot of stuff you know."

"Those are the weapons I used to kill people with," replied Renji as he got up and opened a box to pull out the windmill shuriken he had used to save her. "That's all that was left after they fire bombed my house. They probably think I'm dead, but I think since I killed their boss, the power struggle for the next in line will be enough of a distraction for me to leave."

"I'm planning on moving to," said Marie with a bit of kindness in her voice. She could tell that it was because of what he did that day when he rescued her that caused a fire bomb to be thrown into his house. "I haven't found another assistant yet and I was thinking that maybe you could become my assistant in another place than this."

Not having anywhere else to go gave Renji no choice, but to trust this woman who he'd never met. But first there was another matter for him to deal with as he quickly made his way to the box that had a guitar case in it.

"I'm going out," said Renji as he walked towards the door.

"Please come back," begged Marie looking worried.

"I will, just need to kill someone so I don't have to look over my back for the rest of my life."

"Why do you have to kill," asked Marie with what look like a tear in her eye.

"So we don't have trouble later," replied Renji as he walked out of the door.

FLASH BACK ENDS

"So that's how you two met," exclaimed Anko. "That sounds so romantic, a cold hearted killer taken in by a sweet woman who he saved. It sound like real life romance novel, but then again so does my marriage."

"I don't think this is a romance," said Marie with a nervous smile on her face. She didn't think Renji would like it if she'd accidently started a rumor of them being together. "I'm not sure if he thinks of me in that way, plus, he doesn't seem like a person who would like to be tied down to a relationship of that short. He likes to come and, love whomever he feels like, just like a playful wind."

"It sounds like you love him," replied Kakashi over her shoulder.

"Ah, when did you regain consciousness," asked Kurenai.

"Oh come one we're freakin demons," replied Naruto over Hinata's shoulder. "We can take a lot more than that."

"Well I do have feelings for him, but I don't know if it's love," replied Marie nervously.

The bus driver told them they were there and they had to get off. The women woke up the men who were unconscious, which Gaara wasn't apart of since he'd been on time. Walking off the bus, they grabbed their bags and stepped in the airport catching the sight of the men at the metal detector. These men had witnessed Keiji's amazing display of weaponry and neither wanted to have to be stuck with the metal detector. They were trying to pass on the responsibility to each other as Keiji got closer and closer, but then they noticed he was carrying a permit to let him through the metal detectors so he wouldn't have to disarm himself.

"Please step through sir," said the cheerful guard, relieved as hell that keiji and Tenten were allowed through.

"Ah shit, I forgot my permit," cursed Renji as he held his head in his hands in frustration. Marie's eyes were wide in horror as she looked at her assistant.

"What's the matter," asked Kurenai.

"Well, Renji's paranoid," replied Marie with a nervous smile.

"He can't be that bad," laughed Kiba, who was proven wrong as soon as Renji started pulling out kunai and shuriken and piling them in one box, while he placed any knives he had in another box. A few hours later he was down to his vest, which had a lot more weapons, but could be simply taken off because it had more metal than cloth.

"I'm sorry sir, but I'm afraid, terrified, that you have to take out each weapon individually," said the metal detector guard, while the other one was muttering about how they took the job out of feelings of it being their patriotic duty.

"Okay masochist," replied Renji as he took out little needles and the others sweat dropped.

"Well as least this gives us time to pack up on some snacks," said Marie trying to find the positive out of the negative and brighten everything with a smile.

"No just go on through," shouted the guard who'd been regretting taking the job. "If we're letting you on this plane in the first place then you must have the backing of the Hokage so none of you really need to go through this!"

"Oh," said Renji. He quickly put his weapons back in his vest and kicked the box up. As the weapons fell down, Renji spun his coat around catching each weapon in its right spot.