Let the Music Bring You Home Chapter 2:
Weakly two eyes peered open, trying to take in the surroundings, noticing the unfamiliar space the figure slowly tried to move his body, leaning his body forward he felt pain shoot through every part of his body, closing his eyes and forcing himself to sit up. Sitting up he looked around the medium sized room he took notice of the various tools and instruments that decorated it.
So many questions raced through his head, where was he? How did he get here? And the most important question of all who was? Staring down at his hands he noticed that most of his upper body had been wrapped in gauze, had he been in an accident? His head felt like it would explode from all this thinking. He fell back onto the bed and stared back up at the ceiling, as he began to drift back into unconsciousness he heard the sound of a door opening. Slowly turning his head to the side, he watched a girl with purple hair entering the room, her long hair was tied in a long ponytail on each side of her head that stopped below her stomach, and she was wearing a long purple kimono with very short sleeves. He watched as the girl set the tray she had been holding on the table next to the bed, she hadn't yet noticed that he was awake yet. She stared at him for a while her purple eyes started sympathetically at him signs of sadness shown in them.
With a careful hand she used her fingers to remove some hair that covered the man's eyes. Setting the strands of black aside purple met green and crimson and as she stared into those eyes a big goofy smile plastered unto her face.
"You're awake! Your awake!", she almost yelled jumping up and down with glee, the man watched confusingly as the girl jumped and began babbling to herself. "Um…who are you?" he said in a low baritone voice that was hardly audible. The girl stopped jumping and looked at the man a slight blush appearing on her face, scratching her head comically she gave a very surprised laugh, "Ha…stupid me here I am jumping like some lunatic and I don't even introduce myself", she cleared her throat," I am a lover of sound! A master of fighting and hand to hand combat! And a master of reptilian knowledge! I am Wakana!" she yelled out flashing a thumb's up with a wide grin across her face. The man stared at her blankly not knowing what to say at the girl's very loud and long introduction.
"So what's your name", she said staring at him with big, innocent eyes, the man just looked at her as if trying to figure out the write words to say, he turned his body and started almost sadly at the ceiling and with a defeated voice he replied, "I don't know".
The girl made a small frown as she watched the man stare up looking at nothing, suddenly the door opened revealing Wakana's mother Ekira. "Wakana what are you doing?" she asked watching her daughter quickly face her, "Nothing I was just talking to…the patient", she said looking innocently.
Ekira gave a sigh and walked toward the man lying on the bed, "I apologize if my daughter gave you any trouble she can be abit hyperactive at times", she said looking over the patients chart. The man just glanced to where the women was standing and felt the heat rise to his face.
She had the same hairstyle as Wakana only her hair was longer and a very loud green color that reminded him of fresh leaves in spring, her skin was a light tan, and she was wearing a long white lab coat that seem to hide everything except her very endowed cleavage. But what really caught his eyes were her eyes which held a beautiful emerald green to them. As he stared at her he barely registered when she began waving her hand in front of his face trying to get his attention. He looked at her trying to hide the blush he felt on his face, trying to sit up to quickly he felt pain serge through him and almost fell over when he felt someone grab him and help him steady himself. Looking to the side he say the green haired women holding his side, she was very strong considering the size difference; he could feel the women's breast pressing into his side and steadied himself.
"Baka, you shouldn't move so hastily", she said sternly folding her arms, "Your wounds are still healing and you'll open them back up", she looked at him her eyes holding stern authority. "Now can you tell me what happened to you and how you came about acquiring all those injuries?" she asked him waiting for an answer. He just stared at her for a while before he replied, "I'm sorry"; he said turning away, "I wish I could but I can't even remember my own name", his voiced held much sadness in it she could tell.
"Listen you should rest now", she said not wanting to press the issue, "If you need anything just ask one of the nurses on duty"; she finished as she watched the tan man nod and slowly lay back down. She motioned for Wakana out of the room to which she grudgingly replied and left the room giving the man one last supportive thumbs up. Her mother shook her head at her daughters actions and was about to leave herself when a voice said, "Um…What's your name?", the low voice asked her, she gave a small chuckle before replying, "It's Ekira. Just Ekira", she said closing the door behind her.
The man watched as the door closed and gave a small smile underneath the bandages that wrapped along his face. Slowly he closed his eyes embracing the world of sleep.
Far off in the country a war was taking place between two different sides, each wanting to poses the same thing. Power and land were the main prizes in the war. Each of these high powers bordered what is known as the neutral country, law states the either country can fight on neutral land doing so would violate the treaty between each of the powers causing an even bigger war to break out. As of the now the Fire country which was the highest form of power at the present was fighting with the Red Cloud country also known as Akatsuki. The two leaders of the each country were Lady Tsunade and Lord Madara who had been in a long power struggle over the Land of Fire.
Because of the war some people had lost loved ones and some people who were once friends, family, and even neighbors each choose sides resulting in a total alienation by some of the citizens. The neutral country was the only place where it seemed people could live peacefully without fear of the war. But even that was threatened for anyone from that tried to go the country would be thought of as traitors to the military and were either thrown in prison, forced to join the military, or even executed.
Deep in the heart of Akatsuki stands the military base where the entire village's many soldiers and ninja were trained to serve and fight for their leader Madara. Inside one the villages many hallways soldiers stood at attention as one of the most feared and powerful generals in the Akatsuki army. He was a young man and tall for his age, having medium slicked back silver hair, his skin was pale like porcelain and looked smoothed to the touch, a regular scowl plastered on his face, while magenta eyes glared at each person he passed signaling he was not in a good mood and if he was not in a good mood than God help the poor bastard that got in his way.
The silver hard man managed to make it to his room with having to hurt anyone, one that floor. Going to his room he had managed to wound at least 10 different soldiers to make a long story short there was a lot of blood. As he entered his room he took off his jacket letting it fall where it may and removed his black combat boots before he let himself fall onto his bed with a grudging sigh. He was tired and irritated, why because the other generals were hiding something from him and he didn't like being kept out the loop of anything and it erked it him just like when people interrupt him when he tries to do his rituals.
As he lay on his bed prepared to entered the peacefulness of sleep, he was interrupted the sound of the knocking that seemed to be coming from his door. At first he tried to ignore the constant thumping but after a few minutes he reached the end of his short fuse, when he heard the continues knocking he angrily got out and of bed and snatched the door open glaring at who ever had come disturbed his sleep.
"What the fuck do you want Deidara!", he yelled at the person standing outside his door, the person in question had slanted blue eyes and very long blond hair which he wore drawn into a half ponytail. The bang hanging over his left eye, he had tanned skin making him easily mistaken for a woman. "Well hello to you Hi-chan un", he said with a smirk while the other just glared at him.
"I said what the fuck do you want asshole!" he said last amount of patience growing thin, the blond just gave him a smirk and said, "I just came to visit word around the base was that you were in one of your bitchy moods", he crossed his arms, "and as the good person I am I came to check on you".
Hidan just leered at the other man before he slammed the door in the others face. "Hidan open this door un", he called out, "Fuck off! I want to sleep", he yelled back. Deidara pouted his mouth, "Hidan if you don't open this door I'll blow it down and you know I will un", he said wanting for the other to answer. After hearing no reply he got out one of his clay bombs from his pouch sticking the small molded clay bird right in front of Hidan's door.
He quickly ran to a safe distance, releasing his hand sign he waited for the explosion. After a minute of not hearing anything he looked around the corner to see what had happened. To his dismay seeing a certain red head standing at Hidan's door his clay bird resting in his hands before he knew it the clay bird exploded sending pieces of wood and other rubble flying every which way.
Gray smoke filled the hallway as the static blond ran in front of the smoke cloud trying to see into it. Without warning a metal tail came shooting out of the smoke and before he had chance to react the tail wrapped around the other immobilizing the now fretting blond. The tail pulled Deidara into the smoke. Blue eyes met angry red eyes as the smoke cleared the blond stared wide eyed at the damage he had inflicted on the red head. The clay birds explosion not only had torn the others cloths but had taken off his left arm with.
"Brat what the hell do you think you're doing", he said narrowing his eyes at the confide blond, "What did I tell you about letting off bombs in the building", he brought the other close that their noses were touching. "Not only did you manage to destroy another hallway and my uniform", he glared at the other "You blew off my arm again with those things you call art!" he said bringing the blade of his tail up to the blonds throat.
"Now, now Sasori-danna", he began slowing a large gulp, "It was an accident I just wanted Hi-chan to open the door", he said trying to sound innocent. "So you try blowing the door up didn't leader tell you about using bombs to solve your problems", he said looking the blond as he began to cringe.
"Now…I think it's time for your punishment Die-chan", he said lust dripping on his words. He watched as the blond stood wide eyed and started shaking his head frantically. "You have two choices brat you can either take my punishment", he said stroking the man's face, "OR…you can deal with leader-sama".
The blond stared at the other and lowered his head in defeat; with a victorious smirk he started walking away carrying the other in his tail. Once they were gone Hidan peeked out his door before closing it falling back onto his bed. He turned onto his back looking up at the ceiling a sour frown on his face. Yes Hidan was angry, hell he was fucking furious, he felt disgusted, but not at anyone but himself. He had done something terrible something that he would forever regret in the pit of his stomach until the day he died or whatever. What did he feel so disgusted in himself for, he slaughtered the people from his village, sacrificed hundreds of others for his rituals, hell he even killed people just for the shear thrill of killing.
But this, this deed sickened him done to his corrupt soul, it filled his heart with dread and hollowness that he never thought he feel. He had hurt someone far worse than anything he had ever done and he hurt people a lot. He remembered the limbs he cut off, the organs he ripped out, the cuts he gashed in others flesh and even all the decapitations could compare to the act he had committed. He could still hear the screaming, he could still see the blood, the body and the smell. And those eyes, those damn judging eyes that will haunt him for the rest of his life.
Hidan closed his eyes placing his arms over his eyes, staring into the dark he saw a figure in the distance, staring into the face of his guilt he only saw green lost in a sea of crimson, "Kakuzu".
"Scene Change"
Ekira looked at the man while he slept the drugs they used to numb the pain were working. "So how's the patient", someone said, looking behind her she watched as the figure stood next to her, like her he was wearing a long white coat, his face completely hidden but an abnormal helmet. "He's stable I gave him something to help him sleep", she said with a small smirk, "Anyway did you finish your analysis, Tetsuya?", she asked looking at the other man who handed her a chart with a few papers on it Ekira took the papers and began reading over it.
"I gotta say where this guy came from he went through hell", he said staring back and forth between the man on the bed and Ekira. "He has multiple cuts and lacerations on his face and chest consisting with cuts from a sharp blade. Similar scaring can be seen on his back consisting with stabbing from the same type of blade. Back also shows signs of unhealed wounds, also there are places that seem to be consistent with burn marks. Scaring can be seen on both legs and arms leading to the shoulder. Cuts range in size in deep; some are old and have not healed fully or never will. In short, someone beat the hell out this guy"; he finished taking a deep breath. "Also, there's something I want to ask you".
He looked at her at the side of his eyes as she looked at him, "I like to run a few tests there's something I saw, but I just wanted to make sure". She looked at him through neutral eyes waiting for him to answer. "Well after reviewing the others reports and examining pictures of his body and the body itself", he said walking toward the man before turning toward Ekira, "I have come to the conclusion that this man", he took a deep breath, "was raped".
….to be continued…
KnightLelouch- Chapter 2 is done.
Wakana: Wasn't this chapter supposed to have a song to it.
KnightLelouch: Yes but it's kinda hard to find a song about rape.
Wakana: It doesn't have to be about rape.
KnightLelouch: Alright, anyway please review and I hope you enjoy the story
Wakana: The other owns no one from Naruto or Naruto period, sad.