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Black Zetsu: Your getting on my nerves!

White Zetsu: Be nice

Kitty: Yeah she's the one writing here! Oh and Clumsy doesn't own Naruto

Black Zetsu: I will eat her

Clumsy: O.o

Chapter 4: Enter Tree-kun

The sun crept through the blinded windows in a small simple room at the end of a small house located by an orange tree farm. The room was quite simple compared to the girl that lived in it. Against the wall was a made up bed with simple hunter green blanket covering white sheets and a regular pillow with a white pillow case. On the other wall was bookshelf adored with Geography books and maps. In the corner of the room was a tall dresser on the top of the dresser was photographs of a tall dark man with brown curly hair with curious eyes and a shorter woman with short light purple hair and green eyes. Sitting close to the dresser was a desk with the owner of the room sitting in the chair looking down at the photo in her hand.

The similarity between the owner of the room and the woman in the photograph was impossible to miss. They both shared the same face structure, body shape, smile, and even the way their hair waved, but the man had the same curious eyes as the owner.

Kitty had taken more after her father in personality than in looks. It had been her father that gave her, her nickname. When she was a child her curiosity had always got her in trouble which her father would laugh and call her 'his little kitty' and thus the name stuck.

"Hey dad, hey mom." Kitty whispered. It was her parent's death anniversary, and it was also the last day she would she Tree-kun. "I wish you were here for me to talk to… Dad you would have liked Tree-kun, he's so mysterious and strange. He is also so brave, but is also afraid." A single tear went down her cheek as she placed the photo back on top of the dresser.

She didn't sleep that night at all; she couldn't stop thinking about the strange man in the tree. She had so many questions to ask him, she felt so safe when she was with him and so happy. She didn't want him to go….

"No use crying over spilt milk." She mumbled as she walked into the kitchen to cook for her and her grandfather. She would normally cook for Tree-kun, but he had insisted that he could catch his own food now, but he agreed to lunch.

When she ate in silence her grandfather had started to worry about her, today was a hard day for her and for him as well. He sighed and went to the sink and washed off his plate, before he went to hug her.

"They would be proud of you Kitty." He whispered kissing the top of her head. "Now go get to work so we can finish early, I want you and Chibi in the back today."

Kitty nodded and washed her dishes before she left for the farm.

10 a.m. Back of the Fields…

Kitty was plucking and picking oranges as fast as she could today, she wanted to finish so she could spend more time with Tree-kun since it was the last time she would ever see him.

"Who are they!" A man's voice cried from down on the ground. Kitty immediately stopped what she doing and looked out to where Chibi had pointed to. She crawled out of the tree and onto the earth; she was about twenty yards away from her friend, but that didn't mean she couldn't see the group of men that made their way towards them. There was at least twenty of them, all stained in dirt and blood, their clothes was wore from the elements turning them into a dirty brown shade, and their pants only fit due to the rope tied around their hips. Their weapons were drawn and dripping in blood.

Kitty began walking backwards, her eyes wide with fear as tears began to roll down her cheek, her lips trembled and her body shook with terror as the leader of the group drew his sword and walked towards the cowering man against the tree, Chibi. The leader had long wild brown hair; his sadistic smile crossed his face as he swung his sword down. That's when Kitty began running towards to the forest.

Zetsu…

Leaning against the Willow was a man about twenty-three years old, he was wearing dark ninja pants, sandals, and a long sleeve V-neck white beige shirt with the sleeves pulled up to his elbows. The man was hunched over a small sketch book that he kept in his back pocket and his pencil was viciously working over the paper. Normally, Zetsu only drew new plants that he would come across during a mission or in this case on the run, but at this moment he was drawing a beautiful purple haired girl that had caught his attention. In the drawing she was on her hands and knees as she curiously watched a caterpillar crawl across one of the many roots of the tree. Zetsu could not help, but laugh. She reminded him so much of a child; he could see the fascination that shined through her eyes and the instinct to touch as her left hand would twitch as she crawled. It had been the first time in almost a year for him to laugh and the first since he was a child to laugh so hard. She looked up and blushed sticking her tongue out and began laughing with him.

He was just putting the final touches on the drawing, he couldn't sleep last night. He didn't want to leave, not yet. He had so many questions that burned through his mind, and he would miss her and he knew he would. He sighed heavily as he slipped his sketch book into his back pocket and smacked the back of his head against the bark of the Willow in frustration. Things had gotten completed and he didn't know why.

He suddenly stiffened and slowly he merged into the tree behind him, as he patiently waited for the person to approach him. He could smell the blood that was bleeding from them, but judging by the fact there was no chakra signature, they were not shinobi. As they got closer he could hear them pant as the stumbled clumsily and then they made a small moan from the pain.

Why had that noise sent fear and anxiety beating through his veins?

He was about to move to face the said person when they stumbled into his view, clutching their right side as the blood poured from the open wound.

Kitty had run, but how was she supposed to know that the dude could throw a freaking knife and hit his target. They wanted her to suffer and beg for death by slowly tormenting her, the knife in the side was only the first to come. As she ran, she ignored the pain in her side until she was almost to the tree. If she was going to die she would make sure she seen Tree-kun or talked to Tree-kun one last time. She leaned against the tree using her left side to brace herself so she wouldn't fall over. Through clenched teeth she painfully filled her lungs with oxygen, but before she could gain enough to speak, they emerged from the forest, grinning like a manic.

"Well boys, she's gave us quite the chase." The second-in-command of the grouped announced as he stridden towards her, many of the men began to laugh while others cheered, the leader of the group and a few others had already went back to their camp. As he reached her, he wrapped his large calloused hands around her delicate neck lifting her up off the ground, scrapping her back against the tree.

She winced at the pain as she cried out in pain. Her small hands began to claw at the man's wrist, which he just laughed about the girls attempt to freedom. He was unaware of the rage and malicious intent coming from behind her in the tree.

"Did you think you could run from us?" He sneered as he threw her across the field she landed with an ungraceful thump and flipped and rolled to her side. She curled into a ball from the pain as she looked up at him; she kept one eye closed due to the pain as well as the blood that trickled down her face, but tears in her eye as she stared at the man. She licked her lips tasting the blood from her busted lip as well from the blood running down her face.

"No, I wanted to say goodbye to my friend…" She whispered. The man threw back his head and laughed.

"Well he's not here is he?" He snarled as she crumbled into herself some more. Tree-kun had left without saying goodbye to her; the pain she felt from her chest was more painful than the gash in her side or the throbbing in her head.

"Actually he is." A dark voice from behind the man spoke. Kitty's eye widen at the tone of the voice; it was full of hatred and anger. The man turned around and backed away from the tree and Kitty watched in shock as two arms extended from the tree. The right arm was as black as coal while the other arm was as white as snow. She watched in fascination as his body began emerge from the tree. He was taller than she expected, he was long and lanky with muscles wrapped around his body, and his body was split perfectly down the middle starting from his hair line: the right was black and the left was white. His lips were a straight line as he clenched his jaw grinding his teeth together, his dark green hair was tousled, but his skin color was not what fascinated her most, it was eyes.

She stared into his golden irises as they looked over her intently, she could see all the emotions with unknown reasons soar through his eyes, she found herself wanting to know him more now and know the reasons behind his emotions. Her vision began to blur around the edges as she watched the man begin to yell but she could not hear what he was saying, with a small smile on her lips she succumbed to the darkness.

Zetsu watched her carefully as she took in his full appearance, ignoring the men as they began to yell. He watched as her eyelids began to droop and with a small smile she passed out.

"What are you! What do you want!" One man in the group yelled as he threw a knife at the monster standing by the second-in-command. With incredible reflexes he caught the knife with his left hand and looked towards the group of men, allowing them to see his black half's face to show. There was a sadistic glint in the lone golden iris and a twisted smirk on the face, but on the white was raw anger in his eye and his lips were turned into a straight line. The men began to back away terrified at the monster in front of them. They watched in horror has a giant green fly trap grew from the man's collar bones and wrapped around his head protectively.

"A monster and what I want you say? That is to kill you for what you done to her and then I will eat your flesh." Zetsu said using both sides to terrify the men further. They gasped and began running away, including the second-in-command; Zetsu chuckled darkly as he made a few hand signs. Vines with sharp thorns shot up from the earth and wrapped around each of the men securing them tightly into the bounds like an anaconda with its prey.

"Normally I'd make this last a long time…" Zetsu said as he looked over the men. Their pained groans and screams filled the air, and their pleading fell on deaf ears; he watched hunger filled his eyes as he watched the blood drip from their bodies from their feet and into the grassy meadow staining it red.

"But she needs our assistants." And with that the vines pulled tight, ripping their limbs and crushing their organs and bones. As he dropped the jutsu the bodies fell to the ground with a thud, and mirrored in their glassy eyes was horror and pain.

Zetsu ran to Kitty's side afraid for the first time in a long time. She had lost a lot of blood and was unconscious; pain was evident on her heart shaped tan face. Carefully he placed his right arm under her head and his left arm under her knee and carried her towards the small yellow house. He was hungry, but he could wait, Kitty needed him now.

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