Escape

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Chapter Eight: Reminiscing...

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Trisha laid down on the bed, arms behind her head, and staring at the plain cement ceiling. "I wonder what he was up to..." She thought out loud, closing her eyes. "It's not every day that you wake up from a nightmare and leave the room with a sword." Something clicked in her brain. "HA! Maybe he's scared!" She mumbled with a smirk. Trisha opened her eyes and sat up on the bed. "Psh, yeah right. The mighty Uchiha NEVER gets scared!" She swung her legs over the side of the bed and grabbed the second glass of wine, taking a sip.

"Man, I have got to stop talking to myself..."

She was SO bored, and decided that she was going to go through some of the Uchiha's stuff. 'Hm, what to go through first?' Trisha thought, glancing around the room curiously. Suddenly, she remembered that her chakra cuffs were off, thanks to the psycho almost-rapist, Kabuto. But she figured she was almost getting along with him, whether he had forced her into a kiss or not. She threw the thought from her mind. 'I guess I should see how well I can still use my chakra.' She thought.

Trisha made a hand sign, then cupped her hands together, performing a simple jutsu she had created when she was little, because she was afraid of dark. When she was little, she used to perform this jutsu in the middle of the night to make sure no one else was in the room. Yes, that's what electricity was for, but this was a lot faster than having to get up to flip on a switch or having to fiddle around in the dark looking for a lamp or a candle. When she opened her hands, she held a medium-sized ball of fire in her hands. Trisha took a huge step back, making sure nothing was in the line of fire (Haha! Irony) and blew at the flame, making it into a mini flame thrower.

You know how parents always tell you not to play with fire? Well, this was an exception.

'I haven't used this jutsu since I was 12... I can't believe it's been so long...' She closed her eyes, and started reminiscing the night her clan was destroyed for the first time in years.

-Flashback-

I was sound asleep in my bed, and it was a calm and peaceful night, like any other. I had become a Chunin a few days ago, only studying under my father, who was now the head of my clan. I never trained with other kids, and my father was extremely strict about everything. If I made one mistake, I was slapped across the face. And considering that my dad was the head of the clan (And the strongest) that obviously hurt. My mother never really did anything about it. I kind of thought she didn't really care about me, and my dad just wanted to turn me into a fighting machine along with my 17 year old brother as well. Not exactly normal parents...

I stirred in my sleep. My eyes scrunched together, and I pulled my blanket close to my chest. My eyes shot open as I heard my door creak. I flew up from my bed, completely frightened and out of breath, my heart skipping every other beat.

"Who's there...?" I called slowly. No reply, except my door opened slightly more, and I felt something fly by me, feeling the breeze made when people walk really fast or run past you. I still couldn't tell who was there. I took a deep breath, collecting what ever sanity I had left in my head, and made a hand sign, cupping my hands together.

I released my hands, and in my palms was a glowing orange and blue flame. I could feel the heat coming off of it, but it never bothered me, being a specialty of mine. I held the flame in my palms and glanced around the room, seeing nothing. 'It's just this house... It's so old...' I thought, still slightly out of breath.

As I was about to cup my hands and put out the flame, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jolted forward and turned around, only to see two red eyes staring back at me. From what I learned from my father, was never to look ANYONE in the eyes, so I shut them tight, then blew the fire in their face. They disappeared, which wasn't anything to be surprised at, I could sense their high level of chakra. I closed my hands, making the fire die out. As I backed up, I fell off of the bed, and hit my head hard on the ground. I hesitated with getting up, then shot up from the ground and ran down the hall toward the main hall. I tripped and and almost fell to the floor, but I put my hand down to stop me from falling, and kept running, even though I was scared out of my mind.

I ran up to the door for the main hall, and threw it open, slamming the door tight behind me and locking it. I leaned against the door, gasping for breath. From having to train in my house non-stop, I knew that this was the safest place in the house, and virtually indestructible.

I kept panting heavily, then relaxing against the door and slumping to the ground. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Nothing just happened..." I mumbled under my breath. "No one is in the house..." Yep, number one fear! Someone breaking in.

"Trisha, what the hell are you doing up at this hour?!" I heard someone bellow, and when I recognized the voice, it was my father. I glanced up, and saw my dad sitting at a table with a bunch of other weird looking men, all dressed in black robes with red clouds on them. I gulped as my dad rushed over to me.

"Father, I'm sorry, It's just that I-" He slapped me across the face. I held back tears, and cupped my cheek.

"What the hell are you doing in here?!" He shouted, picking me up by the collar of my night shirt and slamming me against the door. Yes, my dad was abusive when it came to training, but he was never this bad.

"I saw someone in my room, I swear, I just got freaked out and panicked. I'm sorry!" I pleaded. One of the men with blond hair laughed, along with the one wearing the orange mask.

"And this was the prodigy you were telling us about? She's just a joke." An orange haired man with piercings on his face said. "The Akatsuki doesn't need wimpy little girls that are afraid of the dark. We came here to get a strong child and train her to be apart of this organization, not to be made fun of by this undeveloped vamp-"

"SHUT UP!" Katsuro ordered, which was my father's name. "She's still young! You have to give her time to develop her skills!"

"We need her help now if we plan on continuing our-" The orange haired man started.

"You'll just have to wait a few years! They don't develop over night!" My father shouted. The orange haired man glanced at the girl with blue hair, and they nodded at each other. Before I knew it, my father had fell to the ground, dropping me along with him. When I glanced at my father's body, all I saw was slices and stab marks, and the floor getting stained with his blood. The thing the Katsuro taught me to do that worked for this moment, was not to shed a tear. I stared at the man and woman who had just killed my father.

"Why did you need ME?" I asked, hands slightly shaking.

"You'll find out in a few years, Trisha." A black haired man said. I immediately recognized the voice. It was Uchiha Itachi. The eyes I saw before in my bedroom... was Itachi. He mumbled a technique under his breath, and before I knew it, I was knocked out.

-Flashback Over-

Trisha sat down on the floor cross legged, cupping her hands together and making the fire die out. She then laid down on the hard, cold concrete floor, and closed her eyes tight. 'I wish I was awake to remember what happened after that...' She thought with a sigh. 'I just remember waking up in the Snow Village under the leader's control, and the 'Snow' Village wasn't exactly what it was cracked up to be.' It was Spring. The leader said it was thanks to four brave ninjas from Konoha, so she headed there when she was done healing from that night. She had any other place to go, so it didn't really matter. 'Before I left the leader told me that my brother, Ryota, was still alive. When I reached Konoha, I met Naruto and Lee after I enrolled into the Academy there... and they rushed up to ask me out... Haha.' I smiled, the chuckled. 'And I chose Naruto... then he took me to Ichiraku after introducing me to Sasuke.' Trisha put her arms behind her head, starting to doze off.

And a huge crash arose from a little ways away, sounding like it was coming from the indoor training area.

Trisha shot up from the floor, putting both hands behind her, holding herself up. "What the hell was that?!" She shouted.

'Idiot, what do you think it is?!' Her bad half shouted. 'Sasuke left with his sword. The sound came from the training area. Are you that stupid?!' Trisha glared at her bad half.

'Hey hey! Make peace, not war!' Her good half shouted.

'Shut the hell up.' The real Trisha and her bad half said together.

'So much for my two cents.' He good half muttered under her breath. 'Hey, why don't you go see what he's doing?!'

'That's... actually not a bad idea...' Trisha thought.

'Are you kidding?! He told you to stay inside of the room!' Her bad half shouted.

'Coming from the one who said he was too soft and would never hurt me. Hmph.' Trisha said, mentally folding her arms across her chest. She then disappeared into the training area.

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"Chidori Nagashi!" Sasuke shouted. Lightning flew about the room, then tearing the targets into pieces. Sasuke stood up straight, and staring out into the open, seeing a vision of Itachi. Sasuke drew his sword, then cut the vision in half. Sasuke sensed a chakra signature, and looked toward a pillar. "Come out from there." He said, leaning the blade of his sword against his shoulder. He watched as Trisha slowly stepped out from behind the pillar, a crooked smile on her face. "I told you to stay inside of my room until I came back."

"I know, but I heard the loud crash from your Chidori and decided to come see what you were up to." Trisha said, doing a front flip and landing in front of Sasuke. "Oh, and before you left the room, Kabuto-"

"Go back to the room, and stay there." Sasuke said sternly, turning for the door and sheathing his sword.

"But-"

"If you want to get out of here, keep your mouth shut and get the hell back to my room." He said. Trisha's eyes widened, then she glared at him. Sasuke turned and opened the door, intending on walking out of it. Trisha came up behind him and put her hand on his shoulder.

"I really don't think you should talk to me that way, little blood donor of mine." She teased, licking her lips, curling them over her small white fangs. Sasuke glanced back, and looked at her wrist. The chakra cuffs were gone. "Oh, I'm kidding, like I'd ever really drink from you." She ran past him in the blink of an eye, stopping in the hallway and turning to face him. "Why don't you just stay here and help me train?"

"No. Go back to my room." Sasuke said, walking out of the room and down the hall.

"You're no fun..." Trisha muttered, disappearing and reappearing in front of Sasuke. "Kabuto finally takes these stupid chakra cuffs off of me and you won't help me train?" Sasuke sighed and walked around her, then paused after taking a few steps.

"Helping you get out of here is bad enough. I don't need the burden of having to train you as well." Then he walked down the hall toward Orochimaru's room, leaving Trisha there stunned. Trisha stared at him in shock, then glared. She balled her fists, turning her back and disappearing into his bedroom.

"Stupid Uchiha..." She mutter under her breath, extremely angry. "Stupid, idiotic, retarded, freaking-"

'Oh calm down!' Her bad half said, crossing her arms.

"Shut up!" Trisha shouted out loud. "You just-"

Another loud crash arose from down the hall, sounding like it was from Orochimaru's room. Trisha jumped backwards. "The hell...?" She muttered under her breath, opening the door slowly and peering out down the hall. She thought for a moment, then immediately remembering Sasuke walking down the hall toward Orochimaru's room with his sword.

'Go look, you idiot.' Her bad half muttered. Trisha glared, then walked down the hall toward Orochimaru's room, completely scared and intrigued at the same time.

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(A/N): Okay, this was sort of just a random chapter, and bare with me one the next one too. I'll probably be going into more detail with stuff once... well... you'll see...

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