hello! Welcome to chapter 2... This chapter should be a bit more interesting, if you like it, please leave a review and\or favorite...either will encourage me to update quicker...but reviews make me happier=)
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Chapter 2
"Er, Madara? Do you see that?" Hashirama asked his friend dubiously, pointing up at the sky.
Panting, Madara lowered his katana and looked where the other was pointing. His eyes widened abit at the sight of a limp body falling towards the middle of the lake where they were training.
Instead of responding, Madara raced out onto the lake and, with a light jump, caught the person and landed softly. He studied the unconscious female in his arms in faint curiosity.
"Good catch! Wish, its a girl?!" Hashirama panted as he caught up to the other teenager.
Madara turned around slightly, long hair blowing out of his face as he raised an eyebrow.
"Of course, and very observant," he responded, sarcasm winding through his slightly superior tone.
Hashirama just chuckled sheepishly, used to his friend's attitude.
"Do you recognize her?" He asked, coming to stand beside the other.
Madara shook his head, "no, she is not from my clan, I've never seen her before. What about you?" He asked hashirama.
"Nope, never seen her before," hashirama responded cheerfully, shrugging.
"I wonder where she's from though, she's dressed funny," he continued seriously.
A moan caught their attention and they looked down again as the girl stirred.
"Well, it seems we are going to find out," Madara said as her eyes opened.
I opened my eyes slowly, then shut them again quickly when the light seared my retinas. I groaned in pain.
"Hey, are you OK?" An unfamiliar male asked.
I opened my eyes again cautiously and focused on the voice that had spoken.
My eyes widened and I began to struggle wildly.
"Put me down, dammit! Who the hell are you people, and where am I?!" I shrieked, alarmed by the fact that a totally unfamiliar man was holding me and another was standing beside him, looking at me curiously.
"What clan are you from?" Madara asked, ignoring her questions.
"I said put me down! You're crazy! Creepy kidnapping person!" She shouted again, struggling even more.
Madara's eye twitched in annoyance. "You want me to put you down? Fine," he said as he dropped her straight into the lake.
She resurfaced with a gasp and floundered around, grabbing onto the bottom of madara's shirt as she tried to stay above the surface.
"What the hell did you do that for?!" I snapped, shivering violently.
Madara sniffed. "You wanted to be put down, how was I to know you had such terrible chairs control?" He said, looking down at her in annoyance.
"What are you talking about?! This isn't normal at all! Where am I, how are you doing that, and get me out before I freeze!" I growled, angry.
Hashirama stepped in quickly and quickly pulled her out of the water and into his arms, carrying her like you would a small child, preventing Madara from dunking her under again.
He began walking to the shore, Madara close behind, while she tried to pout in his xarms. She was shivering so badly she couldn't quite pull it off.
Reaching the shore he set her down, then feeling bad, he grabbed his light cloak from the ground and dropped it over her.
She looked up at him, surprised, before pulling it around her shoulders with a mumbled word of thanks.
He crouched down in front of her and offered a friendly smile.
"Let's try this again, shall we? I am Hashirama Senju and this is my friend Madara Uchiha. Who are you, and why were you falling from the sky?" He asked curiously.
"Umm, I'm Annie, and I'm not sure. The last thing I remember is having a really weird talk with an old homeless lady," I said, lying on the last part. I had a good idea as to how I'd gotten here, but the lady had said not to tell anyone about my necklace unless I trusted them with my life. The only thing I trusted them with at the moment cwas their ability to end my life.
Hashirama frowned but Madara scoffed from behind him.
"You talked to some strange person you didn't know? It was probably a witch and she cursed you for being an annoyance," he mocked me.
My eyes narrowed, "hate to tell you this, hypocrite, but I'm a stranger and you're talking to me. Does that mean I'm a witch? If I am, then I'm going to curse you, because you're being WAY moire annoying than I am," I said hotly.
The black haired boy glared at me angrily while I glowered a short staring contest I blinked and looked down reluctantly. The other teen laughed awkwardly and spoke.
"I think we got off on the wrong foot here," he said, trying to placate his friend.
"No shit. Most people don't like being insulted by someone they don't know, especially if that someone is a kidnapper!" I said hotly, crossing my arms.
"Be quiet, servant girl!" Madara ordered.
Hashirama felt like hitting his idiotic best friend as the strange girl's eyes flashed.
"What the hell did you call me?!" She screeched, getting to her feet and glaring at him, hands clenched.
Losing his temper, Madara released a wave of killer intent and snarled ,"Shut. Up!"
"Madara! That's enough!" Hashirama shouted as the girl collapsed with a choked gasp. He stepped in front of her, meeting his friend's anger head on as he released his own to counter it.
The two teenagers stood tensely for several moments until Madara backed off with a little scoff.
Relieved, hashirama turned back to the girl to see her on the ground.
"Shit," he mumbled, dropping down beside her.
"Oi, calm down! It's OK now, just take a deep breath." Hashirama said comfortingly, reaching out to rub her back. His hand froze when she recoiled from him with a little whimper.
"Madara! Get over here and help, she's going to pass out if she doesn't calm down!" He snapped at his sullen friend.
Madara frowned but slowly squared down beside him. Reaching out, he ignored when she flinched away from him and grasped her chin, making her look at him.
"When I say breath, do so until I say exhale. Understood?" He asked in a soft but firm tone that left no room for argument.
When she gave a shaky nod he spoke again.
"Good. Now, inhale..." She obeyed and sort of gasped.
"Exhale," he said after a few seconds. She obeyed.
For the next few minutes the only sounds were Madara soft voice and the sound of her breathing as she slowly calmed down.
"What happened?" I asked shakily as hashirama patted my shoulder comfortingly.
Madara sat back, regarding me with blank eyes.
"You had a panic attack after feeling our killer intent," he responded calmly. The rage and disdain that were present earlier had disappeared.
"What?... On second thought, I don't want to know," I mumbled, pulling the damp blanket tighter around me.
Madara hesitated the said stiffly, looking away.
"I apologize for my behavior. It was reckless of me," he said.
Hashirama quickly echoed him and I looked down, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"It's fine, thank you for helping me though," I mumbled, playing with the chain around my neck uncomfortably.
Madara's eyes landed on the necklace around my neck and his eyes widened.
"Where did you..." He started, reaching forward and touching it.
I blinked in surprise as I looked around my dark room.
"What the hell?" I asked aloud.
Meanwhile, two teenager ninjas sat on the shore of a lake, staring at each other.
"What the hell just happened?" Hashirama said out loud, looking at his equally confused friend.