Chapter 2

Hey Fat Ass, are you just going to sleep all day? Can you be any lazier? Wake your fat ass up. Don't you want to know if you're still alive or not? Seriously why do I even bother dating you?

"Shut up," I mumble.

"What…to…her," some mysterious voice says in the background.

Well what do you know Fat Ass you're alive. Not only that but you're being talked about. Now, you need to find out where you are at. Can you do that or are you too lazy for such a task?

"Go to Hell," I mumble in reply. I don't care what that prick has to say to me.

"Looks…waking…," says another voice.

Well looks like they know you're awake now. You can't pretend to be asleep. So what will you do now? Play dumb? Never mind we know what kind of grades you have…failing grades. So playing dumb should be easy for you.

"Go…FUCK YOURSELF," I shout snapping my eyes open.

"Looks like the fucking bitch has a fucking mouth on her," says a man with purple eyes and silver hair slicked back.

Looking around the room I notice that he is wearing the same black with red clouds cloak as everyone else. That is just great. I have been kidnapped by some mafia gang and they will either kill me or use me for ransom. That is just awesome. Please take note of the sarcasm.

"Hidan be silent," says some man that I just ignore to take in my surroundings.

I think I'm in a room…that looks like it belongs to a cave. It is hard to tell since the only source of light is the two candles that the mafia gang has. Not only that, but my arms are all numb. Looking up –because I can't pull my arms down to get some sort of feeling back in them- I notice that my arms are chained to the freaking ceiling.

Well I must say I'm impressed. They were able to lift your fat ass twenty feet off the ground and chain you up by your wrist. Surprisingly the chain isn't broken. It must have taken all of them to get you up here like that.

"Whatever," I mumble as I look towards the mafia gang.

There are a total of ten people. I already know that Deidara person and the Thing. I think its name is Sasori. There is the dude who swore and his name is…Hidan I believe.

One person has an orange swirly mask face…their name is Lolly for now. Another person is dark skinned wearing a white hood and dark mask covering all but his glowing green eyes. That is freaky but cool…I guess. The other person has dark eyes and hair. His –yes I can tell it is a guy- hair is in some sort of ponytail and his bangs hang near his cheeks framing his face, and if I'm not mistaken those are tear troughs I see.

There are two people standing next to each other. One is a man with orange hair and…I have no clue what his eye color is, but he has a lot of piercings. Man those piercings had to hurt. The other person is a female with blue hair that has a light blue flower in it. Those are the only features of hers I can see, with the exception of the cloak.

There is a tall blue-grey dude human thing that also looks like he is part shark. Oh my Lord, the only way that is possible is if I am sleeping or I'm in a total different world. That is so fudging cool. I'm not being sarcastic this time.

And finally, the last person is…I have no idea what the person…thing is. Half of them is black while the other half is white. They have short green hair with yellow eyes, and is inside of a Venus flytrap type plant.

"Konnichiwa," I say. "I would also wave or shake hands, but as you can see they are kind of busy at the moment being chained."

"Aren't you a fucking smartass," says Hidan.

Seriously, are you trying to kill yourself Fat Ass? If so then I only give you five minutes max left to live. I'm glad I'm not you.

"Who are you," asks Mr. Piercing.

"Nobody important," I reply quickly.

"That fucking means I can fucking sacrifice her fucking ass to Jashin-sama and no one will fucking care."

"You can do that later if we are unable to get any information out of her," says Mr. Piercing.

"Look I have no idea what the government is up to." The words just start flying out of my mouth. I don't want to die, I'm too young. And maybe I shouldn't be thinking this, but I have so many undiscovered books to read.

"My parents don't work for them. In fact, my mother stays at home. My father is the one who goes out to work and he is the CEO of some big company. A company I don't care about and will gladly hand over to you once I get it. Just please don't kill me."

"What the fuck is a CEO?"

"So you're a merchant," asks Mr. Piercing.

"What is a mere filthy merchant doing near our base," asks the man with the none swirly orange mask. Yeah, the one with green glowing eyes.

"A-a CEO is a chief executive officer of a major company, which happens to be my father. So no, I'm not a merchant or mere filthy merchant. In fact we have lots of money. So if you want to use me for ransoms go right ahead. It might take my father a few days to actually give you the money. He might say something about this being a learning experience. If that happens then my mom will be giving you the money. So, I'm still going to live right?"

"She speaking faster than Tobi," says Shark-Man with a chuckle.

Well what do you know Fat Ass, you have lived pass five minutes. I give you a small amount of credit. Go ahead and keep rambling on, giving them information so that they can kill you faster. Better yet, keep doing your speed talking; it might amuse them all, long enough to make you stay alive a little longer.

"Shut up," I whisper very quietly to myself. "I don't need to hear your opinion."

"How much money do you have," asks Mr. Green Eyes.

"Lots," I reply with a shrug. "I'm not really sure. I never cared to question."

"Figures," he mumbles in reply.

"What village do you come from?" Mr. Piercing asks.

"Um…I don't come from any village," I reply confused.

"Let's just kill the girl already, un."

"I kind of value my life. So, if you could please spare me, I will do anything you want me to do. Well with the exception of having sex and/or killing someone. That is where I draw the line. Other than that, I will lie, beg, steal, torture, you name it and that is what I'll do."

Those have to be some screwed up morals I have. Whatever, I don't care as long as I live. God, please let me live through this.

"Tobi thinks she could be our maid," says Lolly. You know the one with the swirly orange mask whose name I now know is Tobi.

"She will be nothing if she doesn't tell us which village she is from," Mr. Piercing says.

"I'm from Tokyo…but I live in America."

"What the fuck, I never heard of any fucking Tokyo and America."

I'm starting to think this really isn't a dream any more. If that is the case and this is all real, I'm in a different world. Well, that is just great. Sure, I've always wanted this to happen; but how do I explain about Tokyo and America? Well...here goes nothing.

"Tokyo is the capital city of Japan which happens to be an island in the Pacific Ocean. It belongs to the continent Asia," I say speaking really fast. I tend to speak fast when nervous. Also it seems in life threatening situation.

"Meanwhile, America is a continent and a country. America, also known as the United States of America, is a total of fifty states. People call it the land of the free, because of the rights we have. It is also the place to live the American dream. Which, I'm not really sure what the American dream is, but I think it's about being successful in life and being able to support your family. A lot of immigrants like my family, move to America to have a better life. I don't know what else to tell you. It is a big country with a mixture of so many cultures."

"Interesting," says the guy with the dark hair and eyes.

"Indeed it is very interesting," Mr. Piercing says.

You keep passing my expectations of how long you'll live Fat Ass. There might be a chance you live after all. Then yet again, one false move and there goes the rest of your life.

Mentally I roll my eyes. Does he really have to voice his opinion? I don't give a damn about it. Baka jerk won't leave me alone.

"I am fucking confused."

"Where you not paying attention you baka," Mr. Green Eyes asks.

"I fucking was she was just speaking to fucking fast."

"So," Mr. Piercing says. "Who sent you here?"

"Nobody, in all honestly I don't live here at all. I got grounded from my father and I had to clean the basement for punishment. Long story short, there was a spider I screamed, knocked over some boxes revealing a door. Behind the door were stone stairs, and I decided to be a baka and checked it out. I tripped and well here I am."

"There is no fucking house for kilometers away. How the fuck did those fucking basement stairs fucking get you here?"

"I would like to know that as well," Mr. Piercing says.

At that moment my stomach decided to growl. I look down at my stomach and glare at it. Then it hits me. How long have I been unconscious? Now that I think of that I'm hungry; but no I can't eat. I must answer the question first.

What are you going to do Fat Ass? Are you even smart enough to figure a way to live? Once you do are you going to go stuff your face with food?

Ignoring the prick, I take in a deep breath and give a reply to Mr. Piercing.

"Before I tell you, I would like to have the guarantee that I will have my life intact. Better yet, so you can benefit for letting me live, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I will be your maid like Tobi had stated. I will be your decoy, spy whatever you need me to be with the exceptions that I have stated earlier."

"She agrees with Tobi, so Tobi says we keep her."

"Does offering your fucking self has a fucking practice dummy go with the fucking package of being whatever we fucking need?"

"If I don't die from it, then yes," I reply with a smile. Whoa, I can' believe I smiled at that. It must be because I have a chance at living after all.

If you actually get to live, then you would be passing my expectations once again. That doesn't mean I won't be expecting you to die anytime soon, because believe me I still think you will.

"Well you fucking heard her; I say we fucking keep her."

"I never said this was open for suggestions," Mr. Piercing says with a slight glare. I have concluded that he is the leader of this mafia gang. "However, I guess we can vote on letting her live or not, but I want a valid reason why."

Well isn't that awesome. I guess I don't get a say in this. Maybe my say in this was my speech. Dear God, you have gotten me this far; I hope you can help me even more.

"If we keep her, we will be spending more money on food and other unnecessary necessities. I have no intentions of spending any more money, so I say we kill her."

"You don't have to worry about feeding me. I can figure out a way to survive in the food department. As for the other necessities, you guys are the mafia so it shouldn't be a problem if I steal anything."

"Whatever, I'm not spending anything on you."

"I say we should keep her," Shark-Man says with a huge grin. "She doesn't seem to be annoying like Tobi and has a cool perky attitude. She's offering to clean up after us and cook; I'm not turning something like that down. Plus, she may even brighten up this gloomy place."

"She ran from us, not once trying to fight back. Smart but also stupid, since it didn't seem to cross her mind that we could have ended her life. Not knowing how strong or weak she is could be a liability to us. For that reason, I think we should end her," the Thing, Sasori, says.

"Killing her would be a waste of time and we would gain nothing," says the guy with dark hair and eyes.

He really needs a name. I think I'm going to call him…Mr. Dark. That is a screwed up name, but what else can I call him? I got nothing. He is stuck with the name Mr. Dark until I learn his real name.

"I say we kill her. If we let her live she could try to escape and give away information about us, un."

I blink my eyes a few times. It never occurred to me to try to escape. Well, that is an option I will think of later.

That would be a smart thing to do Fat Ass. Do you honestly think you can escape? You're too damn fat and lazy to try something as escape. Just be happy if they let you live and do whatever they say.

"Baka prick shut up," I whisper in a quiet but harsh tone.

"I think we should keep her and let her live," says the white half of Mr. Flytrap. "Why do that? Let's kill her. I'm sure she tastes good," says the black half of Mr. Flytrap. Oh Lord, if I die I don't want to be eaten. "She could be helpful. Not if she's weak. Then we train her. It would be a waste of our time. We won't know if we don't try. I refuse to try and say we just eat her."

"Silence," Mr. Piercing says causing Mr. Flytrap to fall silent.

I'm a little disappointed. Sure, he was discussing with himself if I should live or not, but it was kind of fascinating to watch. Does that make me weird? Insane?

Yes, Fat Ass it does. Then yet again you talk back to me. If you are just now figuring out you are weird/insane then you have proven my point of how much of a baka you are.

"I want your answer now," Mr. Piercing says.

"Am I guaranteed to live?"

"Your answer will be the determination of whether you live or not," he replies.

"I would say I'm from the future, but I really have no clue what time period this is so that won't be true. The truth is I'm from a different world. At least I think I am. This could also be a dream, but I don't think it is. Man, reality is confusing. So…I get to live right?"

"How is it fucking possible that you're from another fucking world?"

"Don't ask questions that you won't be able to understand the answer," Mr. Green Eyes says.

"Well…I really don't know. I fell down some stairs and ended up here. I can't give you a scientific explanation because I have none."

"You fucking suck."

I only nod my head in reply. His comment doesn't affect my since my boyfriend has told me the same thing before.

"Everyone is dismissed," Mr. Piercing says. "I will call you back when a decision is made."

I watch as each member nods then disappear. The light from the candles goes out and I'm left alone in the dark. My stomach growls again, demanding food, but I ignore it as I close my eyes praying to God that I live. Before I know it, I pass out.

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As time passes I'm either awake or asleep. Nothing ever happens. In fact, I have no way of telling if it is the same day or not. I won't say it has been weeks or months since I last saw the mafia gang, because I would be dead by then. At least, I think I would be I'm not sure how the laws of this world work. Either way, I'm positive I would be dead from dehydration.

I just hope they come back soon, however long it has been, which may be hours or days. My arms are sore…well they would be if I could feel them. They need to hurry up and come up with a decision. If they are going to end my life, they need to be quick about it. If they are going to let me live, then they need to hurry up and get me down from these freaking chains. I would like to feel and have the ability to use my arms.

Stop your complaining Fat Ass. You should feel lucky that you are even alive.

"Oh, shut up you prick," I reply back. This is probably wrong to do, as some people say it is a sign of insanity. However, aren't we all a little insane? "You would complain too, so don't act like you're all Mr. Macho innocent."

I don't complain about anything Fat Ass.

"Yes you have."

Name on incident where I have complained.

"Please, I can name more than one."

Prove it.

"Okay, that one time when you pulled a muscle during football practice you were complaining about how much it hurt."

You have got the wrong person. I was not complaining when that happen. I was only stating a fact to you about what happen.

"Yeah right, I remember that day because I was having cramps and you were complaining more than I was. Actually, I wasn't complaining at all because I had to nurse you and your bruised ego."

Whatever, Fat Ass, I still say I wasn't complaining. And what are you talking about nurse me? You didn't nurse me; your nose was stuck in a book while you were chowing down on a whole box of pizza by yourself.

"My nose was not stuck in a book; I had to put it away because of you. And I offered you some pizza; you were the one who declined it."

"Who the fuck are you fucking talking to?"

My head immediately snaps up. Light greets my eyes and I flinch away until they adjust. The mafia gang has finally come back. Oh Lord, this is it; I'm either going to die or live. If I die that's it for me. My parents won't even know I'm dead. If I live, I practically become their slave, which I kind of offered to them so that's my fault. However, if I do live, I might just be given the chance of an adventure and finding a way to escape and one day get home.

"I was just talking to myself," I reply quickly.

"Sounds like you Zetsu," Shark-Man says with a chuckle. I go to ask who Zetsu is when the question is already answered for me.

"Shut up."

Well, now that is a bit fascinating. At least I know the names of half the mafia gang. Now all I have to do is learn the other half of the names.

"Girl, what is your name," Mr. Piercings asks.

"Ayano," I reply. No way do I plan on giving my full name.

"Is she going to fucking live or not?"

Mr. Piercing glares over at Hidan. The glare seems to have no effect on him. It sucks being that dude. I nod, for once agreeing with the voice of my boyfriend.

"Ayano," Mr. Piercing says turning back to look at me. "It has been decided that you will live. By allowing you to live you will do as we tell you, and you are to call me Leader. In addition to allowing you to live, you will have to find a way to feed yourself and to acquire any necessary items you need. You will also be trained by a different individual each week that way you won't be a liability to us. Do you understand?"

"Hai…Leader," I reply. Never in my life have I called anyone leader until now. I don't like it, but I will do what I have to do if it means living.

Mr. Piercing…well Leader I should say, raises his hand up in some sort of sign. My eyes narrow in confusion. He says something and I hear the chains unlock me. Acting quickly, I slightly bend my knees and hold my hands out. I land in a crouch and wince from my palms scraping across the rough surface.

"Konan will show you to your room," Leader says and the woman with blue hair steps forwards. "Rest up because your training starts tomorrow with Kisame."

"Hai Leader," I reply quickly standing up and saluting him. A few of the mafia members chuckles while he just gives me a slight glare. What? I'm only showing respect and… kind of mocking him. "Just one question, who is Kisame?"

"I am," replies Shark-Man with his sharky grin.

I grin back and reply with, "It's nice to meet you." I turn around to all of them with my grin intact and bow. "In fact it's nice to meet all of you and I'm glad to have the privilege to live."

"This girl is a baka. She doesn't even know who we are, un."

"What part of I'm from another world did you not catch?"

"Ha, she fucking got you there Deidara-chan. And you all fucking call me a fucking baka."

"Silence, Konan take her to her room."

"Hai," Konan replies and I walk over to her. I doubt she is or was going to walk over to me.

"The rest of you are dismissed."

"Wait Leader," I say quickly turning to face said person. I just remembered something. "Where is my duffel bag?"

"Your belongings are in your room," he replies.

I nod and turn back to Konan. She leads the way out of the room into…a normal looking hallway. Yes, this place isn't a cave…I think. I would hate to live in a cave. This better be some sort of castle…or mansion, or something normal that people live in.

Well Fat Ass, you get to live. Aren't you happy? Good luck with training. They're going to see how lazy you are soon and probably kill you then.

"So…" I trail off trying to think of something to say to make the silence go away and to ignore my boyfriend's voice once again.

"You should feel honored," Konan says.

"Um…I-I do."

"You should, most people get killed."

"Well, then I am doubly honored to be alive."

"Be careful of the other Akatsuki members."

"Will do," I reply.

Now I know the name of the mafia gang. Whenever I get back home, I am going to do research on them. Wait…if I'm from another world, will I even be able to find any information on them back home? Probably not, but I'll do it just to see what I come up with.

Silence once again surrounds us, with the exception of my feet hitting the floor. Konan moves very silently, which makes me think of a ghost. She takes me down endless hallways -I feel as if this place is a maze- for what seems like hours. I just keep moving my arms around, which feel like they are being poked with needles now, but that means they are still useable.

We finally come to a stop at a plain wooden door. Konan pulls out a key and unlocks the door. She opens the door and I walk through. There is a small bed pushed into the back corner on the right side of the room. A dresser is at the end of the bed with my duffel bag on top of it. On the other side of the room is a desk with a lit candle and an empty bookshelf next to it. All of it is plain including the walls, and there is dust everywhere. Well, looks like I will be cleaning my new room as well as redecorating it.

"Arigato," I say turning to Konan with a smile.

She only nods in reply and walks away. Closing the door I turn back to my room. I walk over to the closet and open it. Turns out my closet is actually a door that leads to a bathroom. There is a bathtub, toilet, sink, mirror/medicine cabinet, and normal cabinets under the sink. Going over to the cabinets under the sink I open them to find cleaning supplies and a bucket.

Pulling them out, I set them on top of the sink and check to see if the water works. Out comes clean fresh water. Turning the water off, I go to find a broom and other cleaning supplies in what I hope is my closet. Thankfully, it is my closet and inside it is a broom, dustpan, duster and some plain grey looking clothing. Ignoring the clothing, I pull out the cleaning supplies. It is time to start cleaning.

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That is the end of chapter to, I hope everyone enjoyed it. This chapter is a lot longer than I had intended it to be, but I don't think any of you will complain. Thank you to everyone that has reviewed this and added to their favorite or alerts.

My question for this story: Who do you want Ayano to fall in love with? Until a poll is put up, you can answer in a review/comment/pm. If you don't want to answer now that is okay, just keep this question in mind. You can pick anyone in the Akatsuki except for Pein/Leader and Konan.

Anyways, Masashi Kishimoto owns the Akatsuki. I own Ayano and the plot. Once again thanks for reading. Please review and stay tuned for the next chapter. Until next time. ^.^