I gave Saiyami a quick hug before leaving her in the room.

I crept back down the hall and smiled to myself. I was as silent as ever.

I was going to do something. I needed time to plan.

As soon as I passed Madara's door I slowed and stared for a moment before soundlessly hightailing it back to my room. I slowly slide my door open and closed it. It closed with a light 'thump'. I closed my eyes and sighed, before slowly making my way around, the room trying to to bump into anything in the almost pitch black room.

"It's late." A voice whispered in my ear. I jumped and turned around, ready to hit something when I saw Izuna. His features were easy to make out as the moon slowly broke from the clouds. He looked too handsome in the light, that I never wanted to look away. He smiled at me, breaking me from my embarrassing gaze.

"Yes, it is." I said stiffly.

"What's wrong?" He asked, pulling me into him. I blushed lightly and looked away.

"Nothing." I stuttered.

He chuckled, dipping his head down. I had no idea what was going on. What was possessing him to do this stuff? I didn't know the answer but I liked this in a way. He kissed me softly on the lips and I jumped, not seeing that coming. Yes, sure we kissed once, but I didn't expect it to happen again. I saw the worry outline his face before he boldly pressed his lips to mine again.

I felt my heart beat faster, and I hoped he would hear it, no I prayed he wouldn't hear it.

He drew back and smiled at me. It was genuine, so pure I couldn't help but smile back shyly. I could feel an embarrassed blush shade my face as he kept gazing at me.

"It's good to see you're okay." He said. "I didn't think she's a good person, but the week she has been here, I noticed you have me getting softer." He whispered in my ear, then his hand crept to my side, and he poked me. I flinched and felt my blush intensify. He chuckled, a slight smirk on his beautiful face. "You're cute when you blush."

I smiled at him. "And you're way past bedtime." I said in a sternish voice. He stern could you get when blushing? He gave me a playful look and kissed my forehead.

"Night." Was his last words as he strolled out of my room soundlessly.

As soon as he left that was when i started to feel flustered. I don't know why but that is when the shock of it all hit me. He kissed me. This time it was on purpose. And it was Saiyami who helped. Saiyami made me softer. He liked it like that? I huffed and sat on my bed, think about it.

"Does that make sense?" I asked myself. "I guess."

Shouldn't he like me for me? Did he not like me before? I got deeper into thinking about it before I stopped myself. Of course he did. We are basically family. He liked me either way. Even though I had a nagging feeling that that wasn't the case, I pushed it down, not caring.

I need to think about the plans. What were me and Saiyami going to do? How was I going to convince Madara that Saiyami is innocent and good? I had no idea. But I would think of one.

Two Days Later-

I sat down next to Saiyami, handing her an apple. She thanked me and took it.

"Saiyami, I have a plan to get you out of this cell." I told her bluntly.

"How?" She asked, a fire in her eyes burned that I had never seen before.

"Shut up, and let me tell you," She stayed silent and I nodded nicely to her.

I told her the plan and the whole time I did she nodded, and shook her head. She thought I was crazy for thinking that would work. I just shook my head sadly.

"They both fall for it. Plus, no matter how much I hate it, I can see he's interested." Saiyami blushed, flustered. I narrowed my eyes. "Don't get any ideas."

She shook her head. "Not that, it's just... well... you see..." She trailed off, not explaining, but I could tell she was trying to say she had never done this kind of thing before.

"It's really not as hard as you think. I do it all of the time, and they don't even notice. Heh, sometimes I don't notice till I'm done." I bragged. It was true, in a scary kind of way.

She gave me a flustered look, a powdery blush covering her lightly tanned face.

"Well... if you know it will work why are we here?" Her words were shaky a little, meaning she didn't think too highly of this.

I shrugged. "I need to bring you back to my room, then we can do everything there." Her eyes widened.

"But I would have already escaped."

"No, if you were to get that far, and then leave I would be forced to hunt you down, and kill you." I explained casually, as if talking about weather. She opened her mouth to speak, then snapped it shut. "Good. I see you are alright with it." Her bottom lip wavered as she made to come back, but closed it slowly and nodded.

"If it means I can get out of here."

"Well," I started awkwardly. She tilted her head to the side. "You might not get to escape completely."

"What? I thought you said I could get out of here."

"Yes, out of your cell." I chuckled at my own words. Her face paled.

She seemed to think about it. I raised an eyebrow as her cheeks darkened and she whimpered a little.

"It won't be that bad. They're suckers for it. Trust me."

She looked at me straight in the eye, but I didn't falter. I didn't and smirked as she sighed, giving in.

"Alright. I'll do it."

Those were the words I needed to hear.

The Next Day

I grabbed Saiyami's hand and looked both ways down the hall, checking for chakara. No one was around. I knew Izuna was out helping Kia, and Madara wasn't around. I knew they would be back soon. I would have to work fast. I sprinted down the hallway and turning in the mazes of hallways, dragging a nervous Saiyami behind me. When we got to my door I slide it open and popped my head inside, just in case I missed someone. I pulled out and shoved Saiyami in.

"Mask your chakara." I ordered. She gave a puzzled look. "Like this." I said showing her. SHe nodded and did the same. "Good girl." She gave me a questioning look as I said it.

"What next?" She asked, looking around the room in awe.

"Well I need to get you into some nice clothes."

"Nice clothes? What's wrong with these?"

I gave her a look and she looked away. I smiled slightly and then opened my closet. I looked over my clothes and frowned. She would look too good in all of them. But that was the point, wasn't it? I sighed, drawing Saiyami's attention.

I grabbed the baby blue kimono from my closet. It had a golden dragon with onyx eyes swirling around it. It would fit her perfectly. A little too perfect. But at least even if she messes up you couldn't do wrong in that kimono. It dipped a little low into the breast area, but that would be great for her considering her... excellent rack.

"Th-that one?" She asked in horror. I nodded. "Re-really?" She asked. She looked speechless. I knew the reaction would be priceless, but this was something I wasn't expecting. She seemed terrified to wear a kimono.

"Don't worry, you'll wear tights." I comforted. If she didn't it would be a little awkward for us. "As will I. I don't like showing too much skin."

"Too much? This barely covers anything."

I shook my head.

"It covers plenty. Have you now seen my uniform?" I asked. She shook her head.

"I never really thought about it." She admitted. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I walked away from my closet and went to a drawer on my dresser. I pulled out a thin, royal blue blouse with black mini shorts. She stared at me. "That's a little... little." She said in a dull voice. I shrugged.

"Well I have to pick it out of others that were worse. One thing was just a small dress with the sides cut." I winced at the memory, and Saiyami's eyes narrowed are my reaction, a gleam of what seemed like worry flashed in her eyes. "Don't worry, if I don't wear it, you don't have to." I assured.

She nodded.

I smiled, and she gave a smile back. This somehow seemed to boost her self esteem, and her confidence about this 'mission'.

I held out the dress and she meekly took it, examining it. I turned around, giving her some privacy as she changed.

She cleared her throat when she was done. I turned around and couldn't help but raise my eyebrows. Too perfect. Too perfect on her. She looked away from the look I was giving her.

"Did I put it on wrong?"

"Do you your boobs hurt?"

"Yea, a little."

"Then yes, it's on right." I said smoothly, giving her a critic eye. Just right size. Perfect. Perfect. I scowled. Perfect.

"Um, Ninami-san are you okay? Did I do something wrong?" She looked around herself. I looked at her lightly tanned legs. It really did fit her perfectly. She squirmed under my gaze.

"No."

"Then what is it?"

"You look like a whore." I snapped, instantly wishing I hadn't said it. But I did. Her eyes widened and she glared at me.

"Well, it was what I was supposed to look like right?" She snapped back. I smirked.

"Yeah, he'll go for it. Sadly." I mumbled, a smirk still on my face.

She sighed, gathering her confidence.

"Are you sure it will work?" I nodded. "Positive?"

"Absolutely."

"Fine."

"You weren't thinking of backing out where you?"

"No."

"Good. Anyway, I need to get dressed - turn around." She did so and I quickly got to picking out my outfit and slipping it on.

I was now wear my loose black shorts that went just beyond my butt, and then a plain tank top.

"Done." I said simply.

Saiyami turned and gave me a look. "Why can't I wear something simple?"

"Because, you're trying to seduce someone who's not as easy as my guy. Plus they are both wrapped around my finger. I could walk around with thick clothing to where you can't see anything, and they would still be easy." I snapped. She gave me a sour look, but gave up on arguing.

"So now what?" She asked.

I looked around the room thinking to myself. "I'll go round them up. Lie to them, and stuff. Keep your chakara masked." She nodded and looked around.

"Alright."

"Sit down." I demanded. She looked at the bed and cautiously sat down.

"Okay then." She mumbled. I smirked.

"Don't be nervous. Like I said, I have done it multiple times."

Saiyami's POV

It had been awhile since Ninami stepped out of the room. I didn't know where she was going, but I just focused on concealing my chakara. I didn't want to be found out.

I heard the door behind me swish open and someone run and gag me, I yelled muffled insults at the assaulter and squirmed helpless in their grasp.

"Shut up!" Ninami hissed in my ear. I stopped and gave her an evil look. She smiled and patted my head.

"Dis was ant da plan!" I yelled into the gag. She smiled and tipped her head back.

"Of course not. You wouldn't have agreed if I have told how I was going to do it." She laughed, patting my back.

I tried to move my arms to hit her, or remove the gag, but they were bound behind my back.

She giggled evilly at seeing my eyes widen at the discovery. "Trust me if I wanted tom you'd be dead." She chirped quietly. "Now, come my 'slave'. I have to show you off."

'That's the Goddamned reason she didn't dress up.' I thought sourly as she dragged me out of the room, and into the hallway. After whole bunch of turns and, "Shit, I'm lost." from Ninami, we made it to an open room where Izuna was facing madara and Madara was reading a scroll, waving off his concerned brother. I only heard a little.

"-but he needs more food, he is starving!"

"Then help him farm, Izuna. He is old and should allow people to help him."

"He's stubborn, just like you!"

"I'm not stubborn."

Ninami scoffed, drawing both boy's attention.

"Madara you are too selfish." He glared at her, then narrowed his eyes at me. I cowered behind Ninami a little, not liking being seen.

"What the hell?" They asked in unisoin. Ninami looked back at me and then smiled brightly.

She ran behind me and pushed me forward yelling, "I can turn anything beautiful! I am a girl! Look at my work!"

Both boys' mouths fell open a little at the sight of me."Ninami, she's not an animal." Izuna scolded, not taking his eyes off of me, a light blush plastered on his face. I whimpered and looked away.

"I know. She agreed."

I groaned in protest.

"Okay, so I didn't say to this..."

Madara stayed silent, looking at me. They all were. Their eyes! I could feel them. Six eyes all looking at me. Ninami, fuming over her great work. Izuna, not sure what to think. And then Madara was confused and a little amused a light blush powered his cheeks as well.

"Ninami-than," I started in a mumble. "Un brow meh."

"What?" She asked like I was stupid.

"Un brow meh!" I growled, flapping my arms behind me back.

"Huh?"

"I think she is saying: Unbound me." Madara said, taking his eyes off of my for a second to look at Ninami. I nodded shyly. She chuckled.

"As you wish." She smiled a friendly smile, with a hint of evil intentions and I furrowed my eyebrows as she came closer.

"Ninami, don't unbound her - she's prisoner." Madara reminded calmly, though you could feel the demand in his voice. Ninami's eyebrows furrowed and she grabbed my arm and shoved me toward him. Izuna side stepped, letting me stumble and trip over my two feet, before stopping right in front of Madara, leaning forward, losing my balance quickly. I pulled at my arms to help me before I fell, but they were still tightly bound behind my back. I felt my heated face sprout into flames as I felt Madara place a hand on my shoulder and help me balance. He seemed so awkward doing so, his blush darkening as he steadied me and then sighed.

"You do it, then." Ninami said behind me, startling me. I turned a little and the used her hip to powerfully knock me to the side and into Madara's lap. I yelped, and Madara's blush darkened even more.

"Ninami." Me, Izuna and Madara scolded.

"I refuse to do it. A prisoner is a prisoner."

"She's a sexy prisoner. Those get points. Unbound her."

"No." Madara snapped.

"Ninami, what are you doing?" Izuna asked.

"Nothing," She responded to Izuna. She looked at Madara. "Do it!"

"I refuse." He said simply.

"You let me go." She countered, putting her hands on her hips.

"You're my friend."

"She's my friend."

"She is a prisoner." He reminded.

"A sexy prisoner." She corrected, a smirk on her face as she said it. I felt my face burn more.

"Still a prisoner."

"A sexy prisoner that is my only friend."

"You have us."

"You're like brothers."

"We are all you need. You said so yourself."

"I know, but she's from my clan. She's one of me!"

"What? Since when?"

"Since she was born, idiot."

Madara paused. "Whatever." He grumbled.

"Let her go." Ninami ordered in a deadly tone. Madara sighed and undid my bound. As soon as my hands were free I glared at Ninami. "Hey, be thankful! I got you out! You're free!" She said brightly grabbing my hand and pulling me up. She paused for a moment, shrugged and then hugged me tightly.

I heard Izuna chuckle and Madara's features soften as Ninami's behavior.