Me: Hey there beautiful little motherfuckers. I'm sorry it's taken so long but finally I have chapter three here for you!
Hidan: About fucking time. I'm still under-fucking-ground here bitch!
Me: Shut it or you can stay there you impatient bastard.
Hidan: *humph*
Me: Anyway the song for this chapter is "My Sacrifice" by Creed. This chapter is a little shorter and I apologize but it has the suspense I want to add for the upcoming one. That said ENJOY!
Chapter 3: Bonds
The silver wolf continues to dig through the ditch it had created; a 7x7 hole with mounds of dirt lining the rim. The hole itself is already about 18 feet deep. The canine had estimated the Akatsuki member to be at a depth of at least 20 feet. Because he relied mostly on taijutsu and combat skills, Shin was able to channel chakra into his paws and get more out of the way faster. He was still trying to complete the mission before the Naras returned after all. Half an hour had passed since he had started digging, time is of the essence. Suddenly his paw breaks earth and cursing can be heard from below. Shin presses a sensitive ear to the ground.
"Fuck! First that fucking heathen blows me the fuck up, then he fucking buries me, now to top it all off the fucking hold is caving in!"
Shin notes the foul mouth on the Akatsuki and begins digging again when finally he catches a glimpse of a silvery strand of hair sticking through the soil. Burying his muzzle into the earth he clamps his teeth down on the decapitated man's hair and tugs him out against some muffled cursing. "What the fuck do you think you're doing with my fucking head you damn mutt?!" His question is ignored and his head is dropped. "Damn it that hurts like a son of a bitch!"
'Whim-per'
The violet eyed man quirks a brow. "I must be fucking dead or something. It sounded like you fucking whimpered 'sorry'." Shin turns his head to the side in acknowledgment before scavenging for the rest of his body. Piece by piece he tosses the dismembered man out of the hole. Luckily Zetsu had left a sack with an adjustable cord so that Shin could transport Hidan without a second trip. As he places an arm into the bag he spots something shining and see's that it's a headband and Jashinist rosary. Without realizing it he barks in laughter, causing Hidan to glare at the wolf curiously.
'Jashinist huh?' Shin thinks. 'Explains how he's still alive. This will be fun.'
He tosses the two trinkets into the bag and finishes packing the body. It takes about ten minutes to reseal the hole. "What the fuck are you doing you fucking mongrel?" Hidan spouts. "Oh great, I'm talking to a fucking dog like it's gonna answer. If I'm dead I should have paradise not mutts!" Shin slides his head and paws through the cord while the man rants, wearing the sack like a backpack. Although Hidan protests, Shin takes a mouthful of his hair and begins the journey back to base.
Upon Sumara's wolf whimpering, Zetsu had deducted that she needed to revert to human form so he allowed her to do as needed in the Akatsuki's infirmary. Once finished she signals the plant man in and Kakuzu's corpse is placed onto a metal table. "I must report back to Leader. Do your thing." He disappears into the flooring, leaving Sumara to take a deep breath and climb onto the table with the stitched man. She straddles his body and moves her hands into their first handsign, sending up a silent prayer.
In the office of Pein, the pierced man watches the surveillance video of the medical room on the screen up on the wall. Right as Sumara begins her prayer Zetsu phases up through the floor. "I trust things went well?" Pein asks.
"I was quite impressed with her actually." Pein nods, folding his hands under his chin.
"And the boy?"
"He shows promise as well. He should be returning with Hidan as we speak." Standing behind her partner is Konan observing Sumara as she begins making handsigns.
"Why the prayer before the jutsu do you think?" she asks aloud.
"From what the Root ninja said it apparently rebounds damage onto the caster. I believe it nearly killed her the last time she performed it."
"If so then why was she so anxious to suggest it in the first place? Why take such a risk?"
Pein's eyes stay locked on the screen, silently counting and analyzing her handsigns. "Obviously she's aware that we like our secrecy and knows that if we should doubt her for a second we will kill her on sight."
"I suppose that's as good a reason as any," his partner admits. Zetsu moves to his leader's side watching the screen. "She's still doing handsigns? How many does that make?"
"Eighty nine," Pein states matter-of-factly.
"How many do you think she needs to do?" Konan asks. A knock sounds at the door. "Enter." Itachi enters followed by wolf Shin with the Jashinist in his mouth cussing madly.
"Sir! Why in the hell is this fucking mutt kidnapping me?!" Lavender eyes stay focused on the screen.
"First off Hidan he's a wolf. Second of all he brought you back so that we could reassemble you." Hidan's head is set on the desk of papers facing the TV. The canine then sets the bag of body parts down and nudges Zetsu's hand with his nose.
"I assume you want your clothes and weapons, correct?" With a nod the canine grabs his things in his mouth.
"Bathroom is through that door," Pein notes. As the wolf disappears into the lavatory Hidan lets out a long whistle.
"Who's the bitch straddling the old man?"
"Sumara," Konan says, "she's one of our new recruits. The other is Shin, the 'mutt' who retrieved you."
"Huh? That fucking mongrel?" Shin steps out of the bathroom fully clothed with hands in his pockets.
"Who you calling a mongrel?" He walks up beside Hidan so that the two silver haired men stare eachother down, Shin sporting a lop-sided smirk.
"The hell? Where'd you fucking-"
"Soul transformation jutsu. By the way, as soon as you're patched up shower. You're hair smells and tastes like shit."
"Why you-!"
"Shut it Hidan," Konan snaps. Itachi joins the crowd forming in front of the screen. "Sumara huh?" His brow crinkles in thought. Something about the name seemed familiar, like a long repressed memory.
"How many signs is that now?" Zetsu questions.
"1,249."
"How many does the jutsu require?" Itachi asks.
"And just how long are we supposed to fucking-"
"Five thousand," Shin says out of the blue. The Jashinist looks up at him.
"Huh?"
"The jutsu requires five thousand handsigns."
"Damn-"
"I said shut up Hidan!" Konan shouts. The Jashinist only scoffs.
"That time of the month already bitch?"
"You'll think bitch when you're missing a certain appendage." This comment earns a laugh from Shin.
"Oh yeah, glad I didn't have to put that in my mouth."
"Silence." All goes quiet at the ginger's command. They all watch patiently as Sumara continues on with her jutsu, Pein informing them of the number of signs done every so often. The lavender eyes were trying their best to memorize the actions but it was all but impossible. Luckily he had the video to watch later. "4,956..." Shin body tenses, silent prayers going up for his friend. "4,995..." As the last sign is made black and purple chakra emanates from the raven female, creating an erie atmosphere throughout the entire base. She closes her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest, centering herself.
"That's quite a chakra, an odd color and a unique effect. It's disgustingly foul," Zetsu speculates.
"Looks fucking hot to me," the Jashinist counters. Sumara places her hands on either of Kakuzu's shoulders and lowers herself so that her face is inches from his. The strange chakra begins to seep into his body, the threads that once hung from his mouth retreat back into their host. Her mouth opens and solid black chakra, almost a cloud of shadow, flows into his open maw. Eyes widen as a searing white light emits from his throat and the chakra dissipates. The light grows brighter and brighter and the girl looks to be in obvious pain, her teeth clenching and muscles tensing. With a blinding flash the light disappears altogether and Kakuzu's eyes shoot open and he bolts up, gasping for air. Sumara's body is normal once again and her ebony eyes open slightly, meeting the bi-colored orbs of the older male. Kakuzu gazes into the eyes of his resurrector right as a small grin forms on her lips and she gives a loud groan, her body collapses on its side next to the Akatsuki.
"Sumi!" Shin exclaims. The silver haired Root dashes from the room and straight to the infirmary. Zetsu turns to Pein.
"I'll make up some herbal remedies. I'm sure both of them will want to be on their feet as soon as possible," the plant man says as he phases through the floor.
"Sweet, now the old man can patch me the fuck back up." That said Konan grabs the Jashinist and his pieces and heads to the incarcerated's room to await Kakuzu to recover fully. The only one to remain is Itachi.
"Tell me Itachi, what is your opinion of our new recruits?" Pein questions. The Uchiha runs a hand through his hair, still dressed in his cloak from just returning from a mission with Kisame.
"The boy was successful in retrieving Hidan without attracting the attention of the ninja on patrol. As for the girl I'm certainly impressed that she could perform a jutsu of that magnitude and survive, let alone it be a success. Both seem promising." Pein nods.
"She comes from quite a gifted clan Itachi. Right at the level of yours."
"That so?" The Uchiha inquires. "Interesting." His mind was fading out. Something seemed off, yet it also seemed right. He couldn't quite explain it.
"For her initiation fight I would like for you to be her opponent." The pierced man had a theory, with Itachi being her opponent his theory would be proven true or false and it would ultimately decide whether or not the female was who she said and whether or not she was a spy. That suspicion had not faded since their first encounter and he was not convinced that she was being truthful. She may have put her life on the line to become part of the organization but any ANBU loyal to their village would do the same. His doubts were however lowered since by risking her life she actually returned two of the organizations prized members and helped restore them to full strength. There was always that possibility though... When Itachi nods he folds his hands under his chin once more. "As for now go get Sasori. Have him tend to Kakuzu so that Hidan can be reassembled. Once he's done have him take care of Sumara. When she's recovered those two will have to prove their loyalty to the Akatsuki."
"Yes sir."
Me: There Hidan you whiny, sexy bastard. You're out of the ground and awaiting to be patched up into your hawt self.
Hidan: Fucking please and thank you.
Me: Hope you enjoyed. PLEASE REVIEW BECAUSE I LOVE YOUR FACES! Until next time!