Sorry it took so long to update this! :'D
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO! MASASHI KISHIMOTO DOES! I also do not own any of the OCs within this fan fiction, except the following:
Tsukuyomi Clan
Nero
Roku
… Random old man.
A/N: … Yea, I think you get the fact that it's gonna be Ruriko's POV for a while now. xD
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Chapter Twenty-One: Captured So Easily… Gotta Kiss Ass!
Nauseous. It was my first thought when I slowly woke up, feeling kind of dizzy still. My hair had completely fallen out and was practically covering me like a blanket. I lifted my head up to stare across a rocky floor. I blinked hard, then slowly sat up on my hands and knees. The nauseous feeling subsided as I scanned the room I was in.
It was definitely underground, I could tell from the no-windowed dirt walls. A small mattress on a metal frame and a nightstand with water and some dango. I frowned, then turned to the wooden door. I blinked, glanced around and slowly went toward it. I grabbed the handle, but nothing happened. I sighed with relief and opened the door, peering out into a dark, dreary looking hallway with fire lighting up the way in lanterns.
I frowned. Underground… Definitely not Akatsuki. Something this fancy wasn't their doing. It had to be someone who liked making a big impression on someone…
I walked out into the hall, scanning it up and down. It was eerily silent, except for the lanterns that flickered every so often. Then a hissing noise and I jerked my head down.
A little black, purple dotted snake slithered up to me, lifting its head and hissing at me. I glared at it and swung my foot back, kicking it across the hall and splattering it into a wall.
"Is that anyway to treat a pet, Tsukuyomi Ruriko?" A voice asked. I jerked my head up to look down the hall, seeing the silver-haired man from before. My eyes widened as I got a better look at him, recognizing him immediately.
"Yakushi Kabuto." I stated. Kabuto pushed his glasses up on his nose, smirking.
"I'm glad you recognize me. Your specialty is criminals, so I'd be surprised if you didn't recognize me." He mused. I glared at him, clenching my fists.
"What the hell do you want?" I demanded, ignoring any information that I had on him to pile up in my head. Kabuto smirked, tilting his head and gesturing his arms out.
"Doesn't this place tell you enough? It's Lord Orochimaru's special quarters. We could have put you in with the rest of the experiments, but the way you look would have you eaten alive by the other inmates." He added, pointing to my clothes. I looked down to find the kimono torn and ripped, stained with blood and dirt. I jerked my head up.
"Asshole! Fuck you, I'm not sticking around here to meet that bastard! Not in a million years!" I yelled at him.
"You're so loud. If you keep shouting, you'll wake up Orochimaru's favorite and he'll be very pissed if you do that." Kabuto mused, tapping his foot and folding his arms over his chest. I spat at him.
"I'm not scared of any slime that willingly comes to Orochimaru." I seethed.
"You should know him, you have files on him. I'd be careful what you say." Kabuto pointed out. I had enough of this clown! Who'd he think he was to threaten me? This asshole was toast.
I made a hand sign with one hand, making Kabuto's eyes flicker and I flung out my other hand, building up a powerful amount of chakra as an electrical charge that lit the hallway up with blue. I went to release it, but suddenly, someone's hand grabbed mine just as I released it, causing the electricity to bounce around in the air around me. I winced as the tips of my fingers scorched and I jerked my hand away, whipping around and ready to yell, but I stopped.
"I hate loud mouths." Uchiha Sasuke said coldly, his Sharingan red eyes glowing threateningly past the long bangs framing his face. His skin was pale from lack of sunlight, but the black of his hair seemed to shine in the dimly lit hall. He wore an open white shirt that revealed a good amount of his sculpted chest to some black pants, a navy cloth around his waist with a purple rope holding it on. I blinked.
He totally just ruined my jutsu. It looks like I found someone else who could conduct electricity.
"Sorry, Sasuke. I warned her to shut up." Kabuto sighed, shaking his head and walking toward us. Immediately, I jerked my hand back at him and didn't waste a second firing off a spark of electricity that hit in front of his foot, making him stop. I jerked back around to glare at Sasuke.
"Don't ever interrupt me like that again or else." I threatened.
"Do me a favor and shut your mouth." Sasuke responded sharply. I started to speak again, but Kabuto took another step at me and I automatically shot another bolt of lightening at his feet, making him step back. I quickly stepped away from Sasuke in the process, eyeing him closely.
"You're a lot taller in person… I hate that." I muttered, scanning him up and down. Sasuke frowned and glanced at Kabuto, who laughed lightly.
"I think she needs rest… After we threw her in there so roughly, she's probably got a splitting headache." Now that he mentioned it, my head was throbbing somewhere near my temple, like someone slammed me into the floor. I muttered a curse under my breath, then huffed.
"If you don't want me here, then why don't you show me the exit?" I demanded.
"I wish I could." Sasuke muttered sarcastically. Kabuto glanced at me.
"I'm sure you don't want to wander around dressed like that… I still have your clothes from back in Tanzaku town, so allow me to fetch those and bring them to your room while you wait patiently." It wasn't a question. It was an order, but even so, I didn't make any move to go back to my room when Kabuto turned tail and headed back into the darkness of the hall. I whipped around to find Sasuke getting ready to depart too, but instinct made me grab his arm quickly.
"Uchiha Sasuke," I stated, making him flash me a dark look, "Sixteen-years-old, blood type AB. 115 lbs, five foot six. Your ninja registration number is 012606 and your birth date is July 23rd." Sasuke frowned, turning to face me fully.
"You've done your homework… But you seemed surprised when I stopped your jutsu earlier, so you didn't seem to know that I can conduct electricity through my body." He explained dully. I twitched, then huffed.
"Oh shut up! I was just surprised that you popped up behind me so fast… I wasn't expecting Itachi's baby brother to bother me." I replied flatly. I did what I knew would grab his attention. His eyes flashed, widening like they were fueled with hatred and his expression grew dark and angry.
"What the hell do you know about him?" He demanded. I smirked. Good. I had his attention, just needed to keep working toward it…
"I'm with Sunagakure's Criminal Information Squad. We delve as much as we can into criminals… Of course, I only do my favorite criminals. One of which being Akatsuki… If you weren't told already, I was kidnapped while on a mission, spying on the organization." I answered simply, as if it were nothing. Sasuke glared at me. I saw his body tensing. He seemed very interested in Akatsuki.
Just as I figured. Anyone trying to find and kill their older brother would definitely want to know where to find him right away.
"So what? You're saying you know where Akatsuki is?" He asked calmly, but the edginess to his voice was readable. I smiled.
Of course not. I didn't know where their base was and I don't think I would know without some good researching, but did Sasuke know that? Nooo… No way.
"So what if I do?" I replied coolly, looking the other way with a huff. Sasuke immediately grabbed the front of my shirt, jerking me slightly, but I wasn't looking at him anyway. He didn't say anything, like he was trying to get inside my head, like he was thinking hard before he let go, stepping back and shaking his head as if shaking off a bad thought. I raised an eyebrow at him before he glared at me.
"You have a big mouth.. You obviously want me to let you go in exchange for their position," Sasuke muttered, "But I'm not stupid. I know you'll just run off as soon as I let you go…"
"A possibility," I drawled, glancing at him, "IF, however, I wasn't giving you my word… If you let me out of this place, I'll help you achieve whatever goals you want. Sure, you won't want me tagging along, but I've got some valuable information that could help you… In fact, if I ever come close to breaking my word, you can kill me." With that, I snatched up Sasuke's hand, shoving a kunai in it and holding it to my throat.
Sasuke frowned at me, his eyes flickering slightly as if he were honestly considering the idea for a split second. I wondered what he was thinking because his eyes widened for a moment before returning to their narrow, annoyed look before he jerked his hand from mine, thrusting the kunai into the dirt wall to the side.
"I'll take it into consideration… But so far, I don't trust you at all."
"So what? I have to prove that you can trust me, little Uchiha?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, making Sasuke glare at me for the nickname. He glared at me for a while longer and turned his back, giving somewhat of a half nod.
"If you don't die first." He headed down the hallway without another word. I blinked, watching him go before I realized that I was holding my breath. I touched my throat and pulled it away to find a smear of blood from a hairline slice he made in my neck.
On purpose.
The narcissistic little snot.
I finally went back to my room, frowning as I sat on the bed, staring at the door as I waited for Kabuto to come back. I was still pissed off, though. A) This meant I had to try and suck up to Sasuke as best I could to get him to at least semi-trust me. B) I had no way back to Sunagakure to inform of my failed mission… And C)? I probably scared Osamu and Kin, vanishing like that.
I looked down at my feet, holding my knees together as I leaned back on my hands.
I felt terrible. I failed the mission. I had only gotten to see my friends for a short period of time and not even all of them. I had planned to stay a bit longer and battle Osamu again. I blinked to myself and gritted my teeth.
If that was one goal I had in mind… It was that one. I had to fight Osamu before I died… I had a strong feeling that I wasn't going to make it out alive, though. What if Orochimaru planned on killing me when he was done extracting information? What if Sasuke killed me before then? And Kabuto? He was just as shady. Was I really never going to see my friends again? And I got into an argument with Nero before I left too… Oh gods, and Akira promised Nero that he'd keep an eye on me and I left without even telling Akira that I was going on the mission! And Kazuya! Hioshi! I gave them my word that I'd come back alive!
Hell no! I was not dying this easily! Orochimaru was going to have to put up with me as well as Sasuke. I never broke my word. It was something that I always tried to stick by. Sure, I could find loopholes in them, but I was pretty specific with my friends and family.
I swore that I'd come back alive…
Of course, maybe after I trick Sasuke into getting me out, I can convince him to let me drop by Konohagakure and Sunagakure so I could give my friends and family the information on what was happening… Of course, I have a strong feeling that by then…
I'll end up being considered a missing-nin.
Well, life was just looking up for me now, wasn't it?
A knock on the door made me jump to my feet. Kabuto poked his head in, giving that crooked smile of his before he came in with my clothes.
"Sorry it took so long. I ran into Sasuke on the way… He looked pretty pissed. You annoy him?" He asked, tilting his head as he handed me the clothes. I snatched them, glaring at him.
"Screw you. As far as I'm considered, you're my enemy, Kabuto… If you bother me again, I'll have fun smashing your glasses into your eye sockets and eating your fingers one by one." I threatened. Kabuto smiled anyway, like some moron who didn't understand.
"Of course. That's exactly why Orochimaru found you amusing."
"What?"
"Your cannibalism… The cannibalism of the Tsukuyomi Clan is a very curious power. It's been argued that they have a secret Kekkei Genkai that they refuse to admit to… Others claimed it's merely a habit that was passed down, but it's hard to tell now. Especially since your parents were murdered when you were young, probably not old enough to be trained in the art of cannibalism." Kabuto explained. I rolled my eyes.
"You guys want me so you can dissect me like a frog? Fuck you! I'll dissect you first, with my fingernails." I retorted, then pointed at the door to tell Kabuto to get out. He smirked, heading to the door, pausing to look back at me.
"And it's that attitude that got you captured so easily." He brushed out of the room, shutting the door at the same time I heaved up the plate of dango, throwing it across the room angrily before tearing off the tattered kimono. I dressed back in my normal clothing, the fishnet shirt with a purple chest part and hood, black shorts with fish net bottoms and tall black boots.
I tied my headband around my waist, having to hook it through one of the hoops in the back of the shorts so it'd stay on good. I glanced up at the door as I tied my hair up before opening it up again and stepping out. I looked up and down the hallways before turning and heading down one.
I was free to wander, as far as Kabuto had told me. So far, the halls were all the same and I knew I was going to have trouble finding my room again. I ignored this fact and kept walking until I came to a pair of large metal doors that were chained shut. I blinked curiously, reaching out to touch it, but someone's fishnet gloved hand came down on mine, smacking it away. I jumped and whipped around to find a tall woman standing there. Her hair was petrol blue, the fringe of it completely hiding her right eye. It was layered and reached past her collarbone, the rest settling on her shoulders. She had a scar that touched the bottom of her chin and just past her right nostril.
She dressed in a sleeveless fishnet turtleneck, underneath a strapless navy top that ended at her hips with a silk, ocean blue obi over the bottom that was tied over with a thin red rope that made a bow on her left side. She wore a black, short shrug-like jacket over this, the sleeves half way down her biceps. Her right arm was adorned with a fingerless arm guard with a red metal plate on the back of her hand. Her left hand, the one that had smacked me, was covered with a black fabric, save for the fishnet parts. Black pants that touched her knees with knee high boots and a kurasigama with a large blade on her right side finished off her outfit.
She was pretty, despite the scars that seemed to be cut into her pale skin.
"What'd you think you're doing?" She demanded harshly, folding her arms over her chest in annoyance. I glared.
"Being nosy. It's my job." I retorted.
"Fuck it," She spat, "You have no business being nosy around here… Who are you anyway? Orochimaru mentioned nothing about a new face." I rolled my eyes, glancing at the chains on the door again curiously.
"Tsukuyomi Ruriko. What about you?"
"Akamizu Miyori. So what the hell are you doing here?" Miyori demanded, putting her hands on her hips now and glaring at me like I was a parasite. That was annoying the shit out of me. I glared back, although, I had to glare up since she was one of the many people who were taller than me.
"I'd like to know myself, but then again… Maybe not. I just want to get out of here and go on my merry way, but it's hard to do that with no exit." I muttered. Miyori pursed her lips suspiciously for a second, then snorted.
"No exit that you should know about."
"If you're going to stand here and act like that, I'm going to rip your head off." I blurted, making Miyori's eyes flick down at me before a cocky smirk smacked onto her flat expression.
"Is that what you're going to do? I'd like to see you try, little girl!" She taunted. I gritted my teeth and went to punch her, but she was gone in a second, reappearing behind me and grabbing my arm and twisting it behind my back.
I gasped in pain, listening to my shoulder grind. After the exams with Osamu, that shoulder had pretty much been my weak point.
"You aren't even fast enough," Miyori chided, as she pulled on my arm, using her other hand to push my head forward, "Don't bother threatening me if you can't back it up. I hate dogs that are all bark and no bite."
"Ergh, fucking let go and I'll bite you all right." I seethed, but I stopped as a sudden thought smacked me in the head. Akamizu Miyori. That was why her name was familiar. She was an infamous missing-nin from Kirigakure. She did odd jobs for multiple organizations, such as Akatsuki and Orochimaru. Threatening her was like telling the devil to make peace. I gritted my teeth to stop from saying anything else stupid.
Miyori finally let go of me, shoving slightly as she stepped back, huffing indigenously.
"I thought so…" She muttered. I whipped around to glare at her, trying to move as fast as I could before I bit down on her left hand through the fish net. Miyori's eyes flashed and she jerked when my teeth sank into her hand, but I had already bitten down through the skin.
Thanks to Osamu's suggestion, I had sharpened my teeth, so now they slid right in. Of course, if you jerked and pulled, it'd hurt, but otherwise, it was like getting stabbed with a needle.
I immediately let go when Miyori reeled her fist back to punch me in the head. I had gotten away with some blood dripping from my mouth before Miyori glared at me.
"You bit me… What are you? Some kind of cannibal?" She demanded icily, holding her hand and glancing at it. I licked the blood from my lips, frowning.
"Yea, some kind of cannibal… Sorry, but I had to pay you back for twisting my arm. It's sore now." I replied. Miyori continued to glare, before a faint smirk spread across her face.
"Che… I'll probably need a rabies shot now, thanks to you… I hope you have fun here, little girl. Biting Orochimaru will only encourage him to try experimenting harder on you." She retorted, then swung her hand around, the one with the metal plate on the back of it, into my cheek before she walked down the hallway.
I winced, holding my stinging cheek before I whipped around and slammed my foot into the doors angrily, sending a numbing pain up my leg.
Damn it! She only did one move and I could already see the huge gap. What if Osamu had grown that much? I hadn't seen his fighting skills to their full extent… I sighed and leaned on the doors, frowning down at my boots.
"I really want to go home…" I mumbled and put my hands on the chains, giving them a little tug. They just jingled gently. I frowned and pulled harder. The metal groaned slightly. I gritted my teeth.
Stupid Orochimaru. Stupid Sasuke. Stupid Kabuto. Stupid Miyori. Stupid, stupid…
The chain snapped, surprising me as I leapt back. Holy crap. I stared at the pieces of chains in my fists before I threw them to the ground, glancing up at the door. I frowned and reached out, jerking on the handles and pulling the doors open.
I stared in surprise at a long, dark hallway. The air of the hall was sad and depressing, but lining the walls was the reason why.
Cells.
Prisoners were sitting in the cells, or even chained up. Several were sprawled across the floor, not even moving and signaling that they were long dead. The heavy stench of blood and rotting flesh hung in the air, mingling with a chemical scent. I felt like I couldn't breath anymore.
Not because it was particularly sickening. I had seen Kazuya and Akira go on worse missions, but my stomach had made a very cruel, growling noise. Most of the prisoners didn't bother to look up yet.
So this is how Orochimaru greeted his non-special characters. It made me grimace and want to be sick. It was terrible how the smell made me hungry, but the fact that the poor living conditions were sickening is what made me lose my appetite, no matter how much blood was in the air.
For fuck's sake, there was actually a dead kid in there. He was curled up in a corner, only skin and bones. I grimaced at the sight and wanted to walk through there, just to see if maybe I could sneak a kid out of there, but some of the prisoners had already noticed me and were spitting really nasty things that made me want to punch their skulls in, but I changed my mind.
I turned to go, but I heard a desperate cry, making me whip around. Scrambling to one of the cell gates was the kid that I had assumed was dead. His dark brown hair hung over his eyes, which were a piercing gold against his sickly pale skin. He managed to clamber over several older men and grab onto the bars of his cell, revealing sharp nails and little fangs poking out from his gums.
I had a thing about not liking kids, but as soon as I saw this kid, I was heading toward him without any consideration to the grabbing hands of the prisoners from the other side of the room. I bent close to the boy, looking at him.
"How old are you?" I asked. The boy blinked, looking at his feet before holding up five fingers. I grimaced.
"Don't bother talking to him," An elderly man spat, "He's nothing, but an animal. He doesn't talk nor did he have a name. Orochimaru only called him Roku." I glared at him before looking at the small boy, who looked at his feet, ashamed. I frowned and reached up to brush his hand out of his face.
"You look like you were cute when you had meat on you… Hey, old man, how long as he been in there?" I demanded. The old man snorted and got up on creaky, shaking bones, hobbling over.
"Born here. Mother gave birth to 'im and died right after. 'Rochimaru ain't gonna let 'im live much longer… Kid can't do anything. Can't talk. Can't eat. Can barely walk. No one taught him anything." He explained. I glared at the boy, but more at the thoughts in my head.
What the hell? This was sick! You don't keep some kid locked up, knowing he's going to die sooner or later! Hell no!
I stood up right away, glancing at the old man.
"Hey," I snapped at him, grabbing his attention as well as a few others, "I don't really like the look of a lot of you, but I'm still going to let you all go. As soon as I have a plan to get out of here, I'm taking the kid with me and the rest of you can go do whatever the hell you want."
"How ya gonna do that?" The old man snorted. I frowned.
"I'm going to have to kiss Sasuke's ass."
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A/N: Yup. I decided to bring in some of the original Naruto characters, of course… Ahh, I am not a Sasuke fan girl for those who are wondering : / Yes, I think he's freaking adorable no matter how evil he looks, but I'm not a fan girl of him particularly. In fact, through the series HINTHINTHINT to next chapters, Ruriko begins to dislike Sasuke more and more until she can't stand him. C: So, yea… Don't forget those Shippuden bios. If you want to appear more often -since the Shippuden is mostly full of criminals, missing-nin, etc- You may want to include some kind of ties with criminals in your bios? But, don't worry. All the OCs from before, and some others, will show up by the middle of the Shippuden. o3o So, thanks for reading, hope the OCs are in character, and your reviews are greatly appreciated!