A/N: Here is chapter 2! Thank you himeko63 and Artist-kun for reviewing!
Warning: This chapter contains MA content. Read at your own risk 3 Enjoy.
"Are we almost there?" A rather grumpy Sayuri huffed behind the two ninjas. It had been four days of straight walking and her legs were sore and her feet ached. The weather wasn't helping either. Snow had been failing for the past couple hours, melting through the fabric of her new kimono Itachi had purchased. She was now cold and damp. Glaring up at her companions, she knew they were unfazed by the snow with their heavy cloaks protecting them from the cold and conical straw hats blocking the flakes.
"We are nearly there," Itachi informed her, glancing over his shoulder to look at her. "Two hours if we keep at this pace."
Internally Sayuri groaned.
She was happy they were close to their destination but that meant she still had to tough out the cold a little longer. And on top of her mood being sour, the question of what would happen to her once they arrived buzzed in her head. Itachi said their leader would decide the next course of action. Whether to accept her help in finding Torobumi or simply dispose of her. She swallowed down her dread, praying it wouldn't be the latter. Her nervousness rushed through her body and pressed heavy on her bladder.
"Damn it," she groaned and broke off from the path, moving into the woods.
"Where do you think you're going?" Kisame's baritone voice boomed behind her.
"Little girl's room," she shouted over her shoulder without faltering her step. When she felt she was far enough away from the path and had privacy she did her business. Standing back up she grumbled about the lack of toiletries and pulled down the skirts of her kimono.
"Well, well," a voice erupted from the side of where she stood. Sayuri nearly jumped in surprise at the sudden sound and looked into the forest as two figures emerged. "Look what I found Kakuzu."
Fear prickled at the back of her neck as two men drew closer to her, both looking menacing and dangerous. The first man had a confident smirk on his face, his arm hanging over a large three bladed scythe that rested on his shoulders. Amethyst glowed sinisterly at her as he stepped closer.
"Looks like our trip wasn't a total waste," he ran his free hand through his silver hair as he set his weapon down next to him. "I get to offer Jashin-sama a sacrifice after all."
The word sacrifice set off the alarms in her head and Sayuri was finding it hard to breathe. What was really unnerving her was their wardrobe. Both men wore the same cloaks at Itachi and Kisame, meaning they were probably just as strong as her traveling companions.
"Why are you here woman?" The other man suddenly spoke, his voice was rough and low. His face was covered by a mask but that didn't stop him from looking terrifying. He sent her a sharp glare, poisonous jade surround by red. Clearly something was not normal about him.
"I…I'm," she couldn't finish her sentence, her tongue heavy like lead. Before she could try and get another word out a hand clamped around her throat and squeezed painfully tight. She tried to claw at the flesh with her nails but to no avail as she feel to her knees. Grimacing, she looked ahead to see the hand attached to long black threads originating from the masked man's arm.
"Please stop," she gasping, praying that Kisame and Itachi would come rescue her. The threads retracted back to the arm, dragging Sayuri through the snow. She struggled and tried to brake out of his hold but it was no use. Finally the hand holding her neck attached back to its arm and the jade eyed man held her high off the ground.
"If you refuse to answer me I will break your neck," he growled.
"Hey Kakuzu!" The silver haired man barked, clearly annoyed. "She's Jashin-sama's offering. Don't go killing her damn it!"
"I don't have time for another one of your drawn out rituals," the one named Kakuzu snapped at his companion before sliding his gaze back to the woman dangling before him. Just as he started to tighten his grip, a swarm of ravens flew through them. Kakuzu let go of her and stepped back more annoyed than shocked by the cluster of black birds. Sayuri landed on her knees in the snow and coughed, gently touching the bruised skin of her neck. Her two companions appeared next to her, glaring at the newcomers.
"Eh? Itachi, Kisame, what the hell are you two doing here?" The silver haired man droned, tilting his head to the side in confusion.
"Stopping you two from killing our prisoner," Kisame sneered at the albino.
"Prisoner?" Sayuri coughed in anger, still breathing hard. Since when was she their prisoner? She was the one who volunteered to go with them.
"Be quiet Sayuri," Itachi snapped at her, his eyes now a miraculous shade of red as he stared at Kakuzu.
"Prisoner eh? Well that's too bad because she is going to be the next sacrifice to Jashin-sama-"
"Shut up," Kakuzu grumbled in irritation; he glanced down at the fallen woman. Her tanned skin was flushed and covered in a light sweat from the struggle. Jade moved down to her breasts that were rising and falling quickly as she worked to regain her breath. Her hazel locked on to his stare for a moment before he grunted and turned away from the three.
"Let's go Hidan," was the last thing he said before walking away.
"Hey! Wait a minute Kakuzu!" Hidan shouted at the retreating form of his partner. He stormed off after him dragging his scythe behind him. "We're not just gonna leave? Just like that?"
Sayuri stared at the duo in disbelief.
"Hey! Damn it Kakuzu don't ignore me!"
Itachi knelt down in front of her, blocking her sight of the two. He touched the bruised skin of her neck gently.
"Are you alright."
She swatted his hand away harshly and glared.
"Why do you care?! I am just a prisoner right?" Sayuri snapped, glaring harshly at him. But deep down she wanted to cry. She was so close to death and when her rescuers finally did come to her aid, they belittled her by calling her their captive.
"Don't start that shit with us," Kisame growled. He bent over and grabbed her arm roughly. She tried to push him away but it was no use, his strength easily overpowered her. Lifting her up on her feet, he pulled her into his chest and brought his other hand down to grip her bottom. "We saved your sweet ass, so be grateful. Those two zombies are not the kind of shinobi you want to tangle with."
Sayuri wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, she wasn't sure when she had started crying. Was everyone associated with Itachi and Kisame this frightening? And the look Kakuzu gave her…her heart was still pounding. She pressed her face into the shark's chest, hoping it would sooth her. It did. His scent was salty, like the ocean and it calmed her immediately. Just as her body was relaxing, the large man gave a single spank to her right cheek. Even though it was dulled by her kimono she still squeaked in surprise, looking up at him.
"You were very rude to your rescuer. You better apologize to Itachi," it was a warning she knew she didn't want to ignore. She pulled away from Kisame and looked to said ninja.
"I am sorry for my behavior Itachi. Please forgive me," she said genuinely sorry for her reaction. Stepping through the heavy snow, she moved in front of him. Looking up into his eyes, she noticed they had turned back to the color of coal.
"Nah girlie, you can do better than that," Kisame chuckled behind her. Sayuri glanced over her should at him noticing the suggestive smirk lining his lips. Turning back to Itachi she moved forward and pressed her body into his. Rising on her tip toes she leaned up and brushed her lips against his. She didn't fail to catch the gleam of excitement in his dark eyes.
"Close. Try again," Kisame ordered.
Taking the hint, she knelt down in front of him and reached for the flaps of his cloak, opening the fabric slowly. Not hesitating, the Raven undid the ties of his pants, loosening them just enough that the waistline hung low on his narrow hips. Sayuri reached into his pants immediately touching the warm flesh of his arousal. Releasing his member she discovered he was only partially hard, so she took a moment to kiss the tip before opening her mouth to take in the head. A stifled grunt left his throat as he watched her push further over his cock, till she had more the half of him. Slowly she swirled her tongue around him. After a few seconds she pulled away, using her hand to stroke him gently. Sayuri marveled on how he grew so quickly. When he was fully erect she replaced her hand once again with her tongue and licked it up the underside of his shaft.
Behind her Kisame stood patiently, chuckling darkly to himself as he watched her work to take his partner fully down her throat. She bobbed her head back and forth, making the sweetest noises as she did so. It wasn't long before the Raven threaded his fingers through her hair and bucked his hips forward, his deep strokes turning into shallow thrusts. Itachi gave a quiet groan then stilled as he released. Sayuri's eyes watered at the sensation, coughing around his length as she involuntarily swallowed his cum.
"That's a good apology," Kisame mused.
Itachi's hold on her head finally slackened and Sayuri was able to pull away. She wiped her chin of the drool that had dribbled out with the sleeve of her kimono. Looking up she saw Itachi staring at her intently while tucking himself back into his pants.
"We have wasted enough time," he spoke, unfazed by what had just happened. He stepped past her and moved back towards the path they had previously been on. "Let's keep moving."
Kisame scoffed and turned to follow, "I don't really care. It gave us some time to separate ourselves from those two freaks. Plus the show was nice to watch."
The shark man stopped and looked over his shoulder at the woman still kneeling on the ground.
"Unless you are ready for round two I suggest you get up."
Sayuri's eyes widen at his words and stood back up, brushing off snow that had stuck to her clothes. Quickly she caught up with them and walked between them, hoping they wouldn't run into anyone else.
"This is her?" The orange haired man inquired, staring over at the woman.
"Yes Leader-sama, this is Sayuri, the last documented associate of Torobumi," Itachi pressed on the small of her back, signaling for her to step forward.
"Hello," she greeted tightly, unnerved by the man's presence.
"She claims she doesn't know where Torobumi is, but says she can track him down," Kisame added.
"Itachi, do you trust her word?"
"I do, Leader-sama," Itachi nodded. "I believe she will cooperate."
The orange haired man slide his purple eyes over to her again, inspecting her intently. As of the moment she didn't pose a threat.
"I am Pein, leader of the organization Akastuki."
"Akastuki?" She repeated.
Pein nodded. "The details of this organization are of no importance to you. You will complete the task of finding Torobumi or you will die. Is that understood?"
Sayuri swallowed the lump stuck in her throat and nodded slowly.
"Very well, tell me Sayuri where do you believe Torobumi to be?"
Sayuri shifted awkwardly under the leader's purple gaze, she looked up at Itachi. He nodded his head, encouraging her to speak.
"There were a few hideouts Torobumi had taken me in our past excursions. They are tricky to find even with instructions, so I volunteer to go search for him. The first place is in the Land of Mist."
"Land of Mist?" Pein repeated, intrigued. "And if he is not there?"
"If that is the case there are at least two other places I can think he would be. Plus someone he has worked with should be there. I will get information from them."
"Oh?" Pein stepped forward rising an eyebrow. He moved right in front of her and peered down. "And how will you manage gathering this information."
"I am not useless," Sayuri huffed, trying to hold back the bite in her words. "I have my own ways of getting what I want that doesn't require brute force or massive amounts of chakra. I can do this."
"Very well," the leader nodded looking over at Itachi and Kisame. "You are to go with her. Once you have found Torobumi, you are to dispose of him."
"Understood," Itachi nodded.
"Leave tomorrow morning," Pein commanded before turning away from them.
Sayuri felt a hand grip her arm tightly. She looked up to see Kisame grinning at her.
"Let's go."
She followed him and Itachi out of the room and down the hall.
"What an annoyance. We have to leave so soon, after only just arriving," Kisame muttered behind his tall collard cloak.
"It is best to get this task done and over with as soon as possible. Be thankful he is giving us the night to recuperate," Itachi reasoned. They walked a little longer until they came to a door. Itachi opened it and moved aside for her to step in. Sayuri stepped inside and looked around. It was a small bathroom containing a tub, sink, and toilet.
"You will bathe while we get food," he instructed her.
"Alright thank you," she nodded watching both men leave.
"I'd lock the door if I were you," Kisame's voice rang from down the hall. Quickly, she slammed the door shut and locked it. Sighing in a bit of relief, she walked to the tub and turned on the water. She stripped out of her kimono and laid it on the sink's counter. Once the tub was filled, she turned off the faucet and stepped in and sat down in the hot water.
"Wow this feels good," she moaned, happy to be out of the cold. After a while of soaking and washing her body, she stood up and squeezed the water out of her hair. Leaning over so that her hair dangled before her, she brushed her black locks out with her fingers. When she opened her eyes she sensed a large amount of chakra significantly close.
"You're pretty, hm," a voice chuckled suddenly. Looking over at the door, Sayuri saw a blonde haired man leaning again the frame. He was staring at her with his arms crossed in front of his chest, his one visible blue eye observing her rather lewdly.
"Can I help you," she asked tightly, not particularly likening the way he was staring. Covering her breasts with her arms, she glanced around the bathroom for a towel. There were none.
"I overheard Kisame saying you were a catch, but he was being way too modest. You're gorgeous, like a piece of art hm," he stepped into the room. Sayuri visibly stiffened when he closed the door behind him.
As fast as she could, Sayuri stepped out of the tub and reached for her kimono, but the man was much faster and caught her hand. He pulled her wet body to his chest and smirked.
"How did you even get in here?" she panicked, feeling finger slide over her naked hip. The blonde chuckled, bringing his lips close to her eye.
"It's gonna take more than a lock to keep me out. You remember that," his hot breath puffed in her ear. Just as his tongue slide out to lick the shell of her ear the door slammed open.
"Deidara," a terrifying voice rumbled. Snapping her neck back over to the door, Sayuri gasped. It was open again and outside in the hall was a lone figure. A gruesome looking man stood hunched, his form grotesquely large underneath his cloak. "Let's go already."
"Sasori my man, just give me a minute-"
"No," he growled. "You've already made me wait for you, we leave now."
The blonde, Deidara, huffed and released Sayuri who took the chance to back away to the farthest wall, clinging the kimono to her body.
"Well it looks like you'll have to wait till I get back," Deidara sighed and walked out of the room. He looked back over at her and smirked. "I'll be seeing you soon Sayuri, hm."
With that he left the woman alone in the bathroom.
"Kisame?"
Said ninja rolled over in the bed till he was facing her, his white eyes glowing in the darkness.
"How many member of the Akastuki are there?"
The large man grumbled under his breath and wrapped his arm around her small waist, successfully pulling her closer to him.
"There are ten of us."
Sayuri pondered for a moment, thinking of the ones she had already met. Each one was obviously dangerous but something about them was alluring. Well at least with Itachi and Kisame…and Kakuzu. The image of the masked ninja pressing her again a wall gripping her throat kept running through her head. His hips grinding into her as he worked to strip her. She blushed shamefully and looked at Kisame's chest.
"If I were you I would avoid everyone but me and Itachi. If you think they will be kind to you, you are very stupid."
She stayed quiet, opting to trace lines across his bare muscled chest. She heard him sigh and lift her till she was on top of him.
"Go to sleep girlie, we have a long day tomorrow."
Sayuri nodded and snuggled into his chest.
A/N: Hope you liked this chapter. Let me know what you think!