So, I got such a long review with many questions in it from Drianne that I must answer each of them. Or else I would feel really bad about myself.
Q: When did Neji cut her?
A: He did not. That was just a nightmare that she had because of her wild imagination.
Q: Why is she thinking all men are the same and worried about being raped while she's much known for being seductive?
A: Shall be answered in this chapter.
S: Itachi gave into her pretty quickly….
AS: Mind you, this chapter takes place the Saturday after the first day he met her. She is in 4 of his five classes, which means she tempted him at least twenty different times that one week.
S: … he's not really doing anything special to prove he's different from "other guys"
AS: Shall be explained in chapter.
Q: Why is she so strong? (Plus comas and whatnot)
A: Shall be answered later in story (the comas were always induced because of the gang of friends she mentioned, not Aneya herself).
Me: I truly hope that answered all of your questions (well, other than the ones that will be answered in the chapter). If anyone has any clarifying questions, ask away. I'm more than willing to answer them.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Chapter three: Aneya
I sighed in frustration and leaned back against the wall. Itachi is out on a stupid teacher errand, leaving me alone in his apartment on a Sunday. I don't want to leave because I don't know when he'll be back. What's worse is that I can't even invite Sasuke over for a chick flick marathon because I'm not even supposed to be in my teacher's place. My life sucks right now.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I opened the text from Sasuke.
(Normal; Aneya texting; Sasuke texting)
Breaking news: Neji is in a coma. Suspected to remain that way for two years
I smiled slightly at this.
Thanks, hun. But I'd rather not think about him right now.
What exactly did he do to you?
What do they ALWAYS do? Look, I feel like cooking. I'll call you later.
Alright.
I put my phone away and rummaged through my bag for my mixed CD. I put it in Sasori's radio; Demi Lovato's strong voice instantly filled the entire apartment. Humming along with the music, I began gathering the ingredients need to make my legendary dinner. Which I only make twice a year.
As I was placing two pans in the oven, I heard a tiny, barely detectable sound behind me. 'That wasn't Itachi, was it?' I closed the oven; a hand slammed my face down into the counter before I could turn around. 'Definitely not Itachi.'
"Who are you? And what do you want?" I growled.
"You are a very hard to find girl, Aneya. Though, now that I think about it, that isn't so hard to believe. You are friends with that Yuhi kid after all." My heart sank at his voice. The voice of….
"Orochimaru, I thought you were in jail." His free hand slid down my back slowly.
"I escaped." I shivered as that hand paused at the hem of my skirt, my now-boot-located heart pounding. "I wanted to see you again. You should be happy."
"Get off of me!" He simply laughed at me and leaned over me, pulling my pants down. My heart clenched as the piece of clothing fell around my ankles. "I said get off, you bastard!" I slammed my head back into his and elbowed his neck, knocking him away momentarily. Before I could run away, he grabbed my hair and held me still. I held back a shriek and tried to get away.
"Just as feisty as always." I screamed as he slammed my face into the fridge. My nose started bleeding. "Too bad I'm even stronger than before you put me in jail."
"Stop. I do not want you," I sobbed as he bent me over the table. He unfastened his pants.
"I've always preferred rape."
"Get off of her. Right now." I looked up and saw my teacher standing in the doorway, anger clear in his dark eyes.
"Sensei."
The man behind me released, and I ran over the raven. I hid behind him as he continued to glare at Orochimaru.
"I think this is my cue to leave. But Aneya…." I whimpered and pressed into Itachi's back in fear. "This isn't the last you'll see of me."
"Leave. Before I decide I want to end your life." The other man left through the back door; Itachi turned to me and drew me into his arms. "You ok?"
"No." He tightened his hold on me as I cried into his chest. "H… he has always… made me feel… so weak," I gulped out.
"But you're not. Far from it. Come on." I let him lead me into his bathroom and sat on the toilet. He lightly pressed some gauze to my nose to catch the blood. "How do you know him?"
"Two years ago, he raped me in my own room." I took a deep breath to beat down the familiar pang of fear, pain, and misery before going on. "Right after killing the one guy I was madly in love with."
"Is that why you're so seductive even though you're obviously afraid of the act that is sure to follow after the foreplay your words seem to accomplish somehow?" I giggled lightly despite my mood.
"Yeah. I know how It feels when it's done with someone I know and love. I also know It feels when forced to do it after watching the same person kill my boyfriend."
"Who is this boyfriend?"
"His name was Sai. We had met in class four years ago. He was the only person at that time who knew about what my father did to me and didn't try to tell the police. He was sweet and so, so gentle with me. Anyone who looked at us could tell he loved me unconditionally.
"So when he asked me if he could be my first, I said yes without a second thought. That night was the greatest of my life. Until Orochimaru appeared and ruined it. Ever since then, I acted really seductive to see if any guy could see past the act to the girl I really am. I don't trust anyone that can't."
"Is that why you trust me so much?" I smiled slightly.
"I trust you for four reasons. The first is that I usually have horrible people-study skills. If I think a guy is worth my time and trust, I give it to them and hope they don't do anything to lose it. The second is that you're totally hot, and I couldn't help but trust you." He laughed lightly. "The third is because you never tried to make a pass at me like other teachers. And the final one…. You remind me of Sai."
He went silent for a moment. After a while, he looked at my nose critically. "I may need to take you to the hospital to get that healed."
"Can you make sure?" I asked, happy for the change of subjects.
He sighed and closed his eyes. When he opened them back, they were mostly red.
"The Sharingan." I touched the corner of his eye. "I thought only Sasuke has it."
"The friend with the buff gang of friends has the Sharingan as well?" I laughed and nodded slightly. "Good for him." The redness melted away. "You do need to see a doctor."
"Or a healer name Tsunade? She used to heal me a lot when I was younger after particular beatings."
"That'll work as well. I'll give her a call."
He went to his house phone while I went into the kitchen to finish cooking dinner. After some time, his arms slid around my waist and he pulled me into his chest. I leaned my head back, and his lips touched mine.
A moan vibrated through me as his tongue slipped into my mouth. I spun around in his arms and turned the stove on low as our tongues did the tango. He pressed me into the fridge as I tangled my fingers in his hair.
'This man will be the death of me.'