Warning: Any medical context in here is probably not true. I completely made most of it up with a little bit of background research through Google. I'm not a doctor so don't expect my reasoning to be logical. I might also fry your brain with blabbering nonsense to you about viral diseases.
Blossoms Encounter Roses
Chapter 4
- Lost Siblings
Suddenly she is awoken from her seemingly calming dream by a loud raspy voice outside of her door. Curling into a ball and pressing herself against the wall, she felt the voice becoming louder and louder. Through the ragged breathing, she could hear loud coughing sounds that echoed throughout the hallways. It seemed to pause at the exterior of the door as she heard sounds that only the lock could make. Whoever it was, they fumbled with the lock for quite some time and all the while, Sakura could hear her heartbeat pump so loudly that she was sure whoever was on the other side could hear it. Green eyes widened and her skin a pale-white, Sakura shivered as she anticipated the frightening figure that would break into this room at any moment. Looking to the floor, she saw some liquid substance flowing underneath the door of such a dark red that it almost appeared black..
Bam! The door was flung open so harshly that it hit the wall that held its hinges. The first thing that Sakura spotted was the familiar dark crimson color in a small pool located outside the door frame. As she stared agape at this mysterious presence she could have sworn that she heard the rumbling of thunder and a flash of lightning. Before she knew it, she heard the familiar pitter patter of harshly pounding rain outside even if that was her last priority to concentrate on right now.
She managed a closer look at this intruder, and saw his beautiful onyx locks drenched in the dark rose color. Though, his hair wasn't the only thing soaked in blood. His former pristine face had visible thin scratches while his body had rather large gashes still bleeding throughout him. Even seeing him in this disarrayed self, she couldn't see if he had any internal injuries but she was sure that he had more than a few in this state. He looked so helpless at this point.
Staggering, he limped over towards her letting his ragged breathing escape. Before he reached her, something rose to his throat, choking him as he coughed a puddle of blood that splattered everywhere on the floor and startled her. Suddenly, his crushed ankle gave up on him and he abruptly collapsed. He expected to crash and fall onto the hard stone floor but found himself in someone's soft, comforting hands. Tilting his head upward, he spotted the reassuring blossom pink hair that hung loosely, briefly touching his numbed face. He caught the brief glints that appeared in her mesmerizing emerald eyes, even as scared as they looked now. Using the rest of his strength, he lifted his hand slowly towards the pearl white sealer that rested loosely on her neck. With a simple hand seal, the red orb in the middle made a distinct cracking sound as the whole thing crumbled into a thousand glistening pieces.
She didn't know why, she didn't know how, but before she knew what happened, she found herself holding him as if she was holding onto the last strands of life. His bleeding, disheveled self brought worry to her expressions as she stared into his darkened, fading coal eyes. He stared just as intently back at her, slowly moving his lips trying to form words as he had somehow lost his voice.
"Run." is the single word that his lips motioned before he slowly closed those charcoal eyes. Lost for words, Sakura stared at his idle state as if she was frozen in time.
Forcing herself out of her petrified state, she took hold of the situation by pulling him out of the way of the door in case any enemies were to pass by. She lifted her hand and felt for the missing chakra sealer that she had gotten used to. Her neck felt so cold and naked now, but she felt her chakra levels gradually seeping back into her, making her feel more energized than ever. Though, they were still dangerously low. She looked back at Itachi's body and she exhaled a deep breath as she saw his chest slightly rise and fall. Why did a sudden wave of relief wash over her when she saw that he was still alive? She didn't know, and she didn't have time to think about that right now.
Even if he worded her to run, she couldn't. Not after all that he's done for her. She couldn't just leave him here to die while she ran to safety. Sure, he may have been the most notorious criminal in the history of Konoha, but he still had a heart. He still feels the same things that any normal person would, and right now, all she could think about was how to save him. He deserved to be saved, only because he had done the same for her. The reason he told her to run away after he released her from his grasp was probably only because he didn't expect to live after this. He didn't do it because she could heal him, even if he knew that she could. He did out of self sacrifice. This was something that she could never bring herself to do. No matter how much she may love someone, no matter how close she is to that person, she could never sacrifice her own life for someone else's. Yet, she is someone that he barely even knows and he has risked his life for hers more than once.
Now, it's her chance to save him. She had the right education to do it. She had her chakra back. Putting a determined face on, she stared at his injuries intently to see which one was in the most critical state. After a few moments she decided that the one almost splitting his chest in half would be it, as it was still flowing with fresh blood. Gingerly lifting her hands over his blood-soaked chest, she forced a faint green glow to appear. She focused her chakra to keep stable as it worked tying the seams of broken tissues and skin back together. In mere moments, the deep gash splitting his chest disappeared leaving no scar. Sighing as sweat rolled down her rosy cheeks, the work was still not finished.
She moved down his body to his legs and inspected the deep cuts and his fractured ankle. She fixed the torn ligaments and nervous tissues in his legs without much thought. Turning him over slightly so she could examine his spinal cord, she noticed severely torn nervous tissues when she concentrated her chakra to see internal damage. Using as little chakra as she possibly could, she stitched them up, but it wasn't done perfectly. She fixed them enough so that she could return to healing them at a later time. As for now, Itachi would be rendered unable to walk properly if he awoke. Turning him back over, she returned to his chest area figuring that she was practically drained of chakra.
Sighing, she brushed the overgrown raven locks covering his face to the side as she saw his almost doll-like perfect skin having been lacerated. She took the black rag that she had stuffed inside her back pocket and began wiping away the dried blood with it. He looked so peaceful that it even calmed her to some extent. Stroking his forehead with her thumb, she quickly took notice that he wasn't wearing his headband. 'That's odd.. I've never seen him anywhere without it.. but then again, it could have been knocked off during his battle,' she reassured herself.
She lowered her head to where it pressed lightly against his chest to listen to his heartbeat to check if his injuries had damaged any important arteries. 'Something's wrong here. His heartbeat is off. It's weak and beating unevenly.' Immediately, she lifted her head and placed her palms on his left chest narrowing her eyes ever so slightly. She concentrated her chakra to let her see him internally and she slowly closed her eyes.
'His heart.. it's so weak. It's been infected. It seems like the disease has been here for some time.. Why wasn't he in an emergency room by now? I doubt that this was caused by the injuries he faced, though this disease could have affected his durability in a fight. The amount of damage here looks like it's been built up for over years, now his heart's doing all it can just to keep beating..' She brought her brows together in a wrinkle as she planned a way to possibly extend his life length. 'Wait. Why am I doing this? Why am I helping him survive? He's the one that I'm supposed to hate. He's the one that destroyed Sasuke's life. So, why am I thinking of ways to save him..?' She didn't know, but leaving him here to die, alone, would leave her feeling guilty the rest of her life. If someone was in a life threatening situation and she had the chance to save them, she would. It didn't matter who or what that someone did. It wouldn't feel right if she let them die when they were helpless and weak. She'd rather win the battle fair and square; not have them be killed by some other factor.
Itachi may have assassinated his family, but it wasn't like he was fully consumed with evil, though. He actually never lived up to his reputation as everyone said that he was a ruthless killer. Yes, he killed anyone and everyone that he had ever been related to, save for Sasuke, but that's the only major crime that he had been known for. Anything else was never done by himself, it was always, 'The Akatsuki'. Suddenly realizing the direction that her thoughts were turning to, she asked herself, 'Why am I standing up for him? Why am I trying to prove that he's innocent?' These unconscious thoughts of hers kept making her ask these type of questions. It must have been the effect on her as he kept her captive. He was always polite to her, he was never rude. At certain times, he could even be considered nice - in an indirect type of way. He never threatened her either.
Suddenly, she remembered the incident that had happened between her and that shinobi at the springs. She had found his discarded body just lying there. He didn't seem to have any external injuries either, she noted. She knew though, that Itachi was the cause for his unconsciousness, or so she thought. It was obvious that he had been there though. Why didn't he kill the shinobi at first sight? He had only killed him when he threatened Sakura's life; not when he was risking his own. 'So, he had planned on letting the man live.' The ends of her lips curved upward ever so slightly at his almost undetectable kind gestures. She gazed at his calm, comforting complexion as he slept soundly in her lap. Though, this moment wouldn't last forever.
Once again, she planted her glowing palms to the location of his heart. Her brows quickly drew together creating a crease in between. Closing her eyes, she focused all her concentration into clearing his heart of the viruses that had taken refuge inside over the years. She figured that he had left this unchecked for more than just a few years. Though, she could see reminiscent effects of some type of pill that she was not familiar with. It seemed to slow down the process of the growing virus, but it did not stop it. Amazingly, it appeared to have extended his life by more than just a couple of years. Suddenly, she became interested in what components were put into this special pill, as it slowed down bacterial and viral growth, extending the expected lifespan.
This type of virus however, was rumored to be fatal if you caught it. Going back into her medical textbooks, Sakura faintly remembered a section that stated something about this special virus that attacked the heart. Even in the textbook, it stated that the disease is extremely rare, and has practically gone extinct. Though, this doesn't seem to be the case here. Focusing harder on her memories back when Tsunade-Shishou was still her sensei, she tried to think of anything that had this particular disease included.
'Let's see.. It cannot be infected from person to person. It can only be passed down through genetics. It varies from which generation it can be passed on to. Sometimes it can be in a pattern, but it is mostly found in random generations. Something, something there has been a discovery that a person by the name of Rikoto Yu has found a certain technique that removes the virus completely.' That's it. She remembered the exact textbook that was lent to her from a faraway land for her to study from. It was quite old and beat up, but its information is invaluable. It held the secrets to the most skilled medical techniques that they used hundreds of years ago. Tsunade-Shishou had said that the textbook was so old that the information in there was unnecessary to learn because newer generation techniques proved to be easier and less chakra-straining. Regretting listening to her for the first time, Sakura closed her eyes and tried to go back in her memories to remember as much as she could reading from that textbook. It held the cure to Itachi's particular disease and many more now rumored-to-be extinct ones.
Straining her brain, nothing else that could be helpful came up. Sighing in distress, she figured that she could at least heal some exterior injuries with the last drops of her chakra. She rested her hands gently on his face and the faint green glow appeared, sealing all his small cuts. Suddenly, she is interrupted by sounds echoing in the hallways. 'It was perfectly quiet just a second ago-'
"Where the hell did he run off to?" The slightly deep voice resonated throughout the corridors as Sakura sat petrified, praying that they wouldn't notice the pool of blood when they passed.
"What, I thought you were the expert here." This was clearly a woman's voice. 'So now there's two of them. How many more are there?'
"Shut up. We need to find him." That was the same voice as the first person who spoke. She tried to sense their chakras to see how close they were until they reached this room, but predictably, they had it masked. She could tell they were of high caliber ninjas, because only very few shinobi could completely mask their chakra; leaving not even a slight hint to a trail. Itachi just happened to be one of them. The only reason she knew there were two was because they had been foolish and began talking. 'Maybe they weren't that smart.'
"Found him." She heard his chuckles echo throughout the hallway. Even if she mustered the rest of her chakra to masking both hers and his, it still wasn't enough. She let his scent drop through the atmosphere. 'Shit.' Using only her pure strength, Sakura lifted him somewhat off the ground and she was thankful that he didn't weigh much. He leaned on her, arm outstretched with a completely limp body dragging behind it. Sweat slid down the side of her cheek as he began to lift higher into the air, raising him roughly 3 inches off the ground. That's when she sprinted. She turned left and ran in the opposite direction that she had heard the voices. Her speed had declined instantaneously with another body to carry, but now that the chakra sealer was off of her she felt more energized than ever. If it wasn't, she would be barely even be able to elevate him up into sitting position.
Running indiscriminately through the winding corridors, all Sakura could think of was to get away. 'Run. Anywhere. I have to get as far as I can from them.' Before long, she spotted the bright orange and yellow light that stood at the end of the hallway. She ran faster and more desperately than ever. 'I'm so close..' She was less than a few yards away from the exit when a flash of yellow and purple appeared, seemingly out of nowhere.
"Not so fast, Pinkie." The male spoke. They looked strangely identical. They both had dark purple hair and gleaming golden eyes, but tan skin. The odd combination clashed with each other, making them look somewhat unique. They looked like hungry wolves who just found their dinner. Though, they both had rather petite body frames. The man was thin, but tall, and the woman was thin also, but short. The male towered her by a head, but the woman was probably around Sakura's height. Sakura could spot their weapon pouches located all over their body. They were strapped across their chests, legs, arms, and any other visible limbs. She could also detect some scrolls sticking out of their back pockets. These people were dangerous. More sweat slipped down her frustrated temples as she attempted to remain her composure.
"What do you want?" She spat.
"We're merely here for the young man you're carrying. He has some.. business to attend to." The woman spoke as she dismissively eyed Sakura.
"Now, if you'll just hand him over.." The woman stepped in, closing the distance that Sakura had been trying to obtain, gesturing her arms to take Itachi.
"No." The woman flinched, as Sakura ran for it. She dodged the man's slow attempt to ensnare her, all the while carrying the slumped over unconscious Itachi. Quickly, she made her way into the forest clearing around the entrance of the cave. From there, she ran as fast as she could trying to ignore the burning sensation she felt in her legs.
"Shit. Get back here!"
"Calm down, Akira. She can't get far with the state that she's in," the woman reassured him. Quietly, she whispered to herself, "at least she shouldn't be able to.."
Gasping and panting vigorously, Sakura decided that she couldn't run any further, at least not with the extra weight that she held on her back. Gently laying him on the grassy floor blanketed with dead orange and red leaves, she collapsed beside a tree trunk. Her breathing became ragged as sweat rolled down her neck, soaking her in it. 'Who were they? Why were they after Itachi?' Still unconscious, she glanced back at his almost dead-like figure. Worriedly, she placed her head on his heart, listening intently to the faint, uneven heartbeat. She sighed in relief. 'At least he was alive.. for now.'
Once her breathing had calmed down to where you wouldn't be able to even hear it, Sakura listened. She listened for any sounds that could be made by a human, or a wolf for that matter. She couldn't use any of her chakra to detect any intruders as she used it all up to heal his injuries. 'Even with my chakra back, I still can't protect him.' She laughed at herself with pity. But, at least he was safe at the moment. Too tired to move, Sakura found herself laying next to Itachi's unresponsive body with her head atop his chest. Even with knowing the tense situation they were at, Sakura felt calmly peaceful as she stared at the leaves bellowing in the direction of the autumn breeze. Some leaves left their branches and fluttered away, carried away by the sudden gust of wind. The bright blue skies with white puffs of fluff entranced her, as eyes gazed at the slowly moving clouds.
'This is nice..' She contemplated right before she drooped her eyes and exhaled a deep breath.
"Are you alright?" His husky deep voice breathed into her ear as she felt her cheeks gain another level of pink.
"M-my back.." attempting to reach her hand behind to show the pain that she was facing.
"We will reach the hospital momentarily." he assured her with a kind smile. 'Though, his dark, charcoal eyes told another story.' They continued on the straight, wide, dirt path towards the hospital located near the hokage tower. As he walked past civilians who were already bustling with life, they glared at him with dirty looks. Or more particularly, her. She sunk deeper into him, holding him for comfort as they began whispering to each other. She felt like an outcast. When she tilted her head, she saw the bottom of his chin. Head raised, and determined eyes, he only concentrated on what lay ahead of him, not caring about what others think. He walked calmly, with such resolute steps. He looked heroic to her. No, he was a hero. Carrying her princess style through the dirt covered street paths, he didn't even take a second glance at the people who were whispering and glaring. He continued his even pace taking occasional glimpses of the beat up girl that clung to him in his arms.
"I'm sorry.. if I'm ruining your reputation.." she looked down ashamedly, her gleaming pink locks covered her face.
"Do not stress over what other people think, Sakura." 'How did he know my name..?' She stared back up at him, her emerald orbs gazing intently into his.
"How did you-"
"Cherry Blossoms. You reminded me of sakura petals." 'Oh. That's logical. I thought for a moment that he knew who I-'
"Though, that is your name as well, correct?" 'So he did know me?' She nodded her head slowly, trying to remember where she's seen this man before.
"Quite a beautiful name. It fits you perfectly." he smiled gently at her, and her cheeks turned to a rosy shade of pink. Her former thin line curved upwards, making a smile that she hasn't truly shown for ages.
Bright light flooded through his eyelids, making him scrunch them up. Was he in Heaven already? Twitching his fingers, he felt pain seep through his whole arm. No, this was not Heaven. So that must mean that he was still alive. But how? He sustained enough injuries to have killed any normal person instantly. The only reason he survived was because of the guilt he would have to leave her. To live long enough to release her from his grasp. That way, he would not die with regret. So, why was he still alive? He distinctly remembered that he had broken the chakra seal, lifting her from being forever sealed that would have rendered her never to use her skills again.
Cracking his eyes open to the blinding light, Itachi stared blankly through faded obsidian eyes. Pain resonated throughout his whole body, but a large portion of it seemed to have receded away. Lifting his aching arm reluctantly, he went to touch his chest, feeling for the large slash that one of the assassins sliced. His hand only ran through perfect, smooth, unbroken skin. Widening his eyes, he tried to lift his head up only finding that all the deep gashes that he remembered he obtained were gone. Though, he could still see slight scratches here and there, but all the life-threatening ones disappeared. His brows raised and eyes widened even further as he continued to examine his body. That was when he spotted her.
Pink lashes brushed her pristine cheeks as she slept, covering those curious emerald orbs. Her cherry blossom locks fell loosely surrounding that bright pink head, covering a section of her face. Her pale-white skin gave her an almost doll-like complexion if it wasn't for the faint bruises that he found gazing at her. Her head rested atop his left chest with her hand covering his heart. The chest that rose and declined as she breathed brought serenity to his expressions. He moved his left arm and gracefully grasped her clinging body closer to him, holding her at the waist. He lifted the other hand and brushed the fallen pink locks to tuck behind her ear. Her clear complexion that was now completely revealed to him was quite beautiful, like a painting, he contemplated.
He returned his head where it was, facing the towering trees in the forest. The autumn leaves bristled as the breeze swept some away. He stared through the tree tops and found a blurry sky blanketing over them. It consisted of pinks, oranges, reds, purples, and blues. It was truly quite amazing. His deteriorating eyesight was quite a burden as he found it difficult to appreciate simple things in nature such as this. At least he could still see the vibrant colors throughout the sky, making a beautiful scenic painting. Before long, the colors dulled and became a dark blue night sky. He could spot bright white lights dotting the skies. Itachi stared intently at the continuous changing sky before him without noticing how much time has passed.
The melodies of birds receded and the chirping of crickets grew louder. The welcoming dark night sky enveloped the two overly relaxed shinobi and the rhythmic chirps clouded Itachi's train of thoughts, clearing his mind and relieving his stress. Even if it was for but a moment. He turned his head to the side and saw the still sleeping kunoichi. If it wasn't for her, he would have never been able to experience the true beauty of nature, and for that, he thanked her for it. Leaning his head in, he pressed his lips against her forehead, making it a brief but meaningful touch. From there, he returned his head to his former position and slowly closed his eyes as a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"How far do you think they got?" Akira asked, almost sounding like a whine.
"I don't know. How about you use your expert tracking skills?" Rin's face cringed into one of annoyance at her useless partner.
"Hey, hey. I thought I told you, I used up most of my chakra trying to catch this guy. While you just sat at the front row seats and watched me get pummeled!" Stroking the back of his head at one of the bruises that Itachi had given him.
"Pfft. I let you have a chance at him, but apparently you were no match." She almost cracked up remembering that the battle her brother and her target faced. She knew that her brother's skill was nowhere near hers, yet, he shouldn't have been that far behind her. Every attack that her brother threw at the mysterious red-eyed user was either countered or easily dodged. Not one hit grazed him during the whole battle. It was only when her brother was too tired to fight anymore that she jumped in. By that point, her target was already somewhat exhausted and it made her job much easier than planned. They clashed katanas and kunais, as it was her specialty. During the battle, she noticed how he wasn't completely in it. He seemed to be.. thinking of other things and this frustrated her. She then aimed everything she had with killing intent out of irritation because she couldn't stand being inferior to him. She managed deep gashes across his chest, legs, and spine. Then she chased him vigorously through the jumble of trees, throwing weapons at any open chances. By that time, he had escaped inside a cave which would obviously have a dead end. She was utterly wrong when she stepped inside only to find winding hallways making a seemingly impossible maze.
That's when she felt the faint chakra of someone else. It was dangerously drained, but it was still pulsating. Amusingly, whoever it was tried to mask both of their chakra signatures. Fools. Even if her brother was an adept tracker, she could still follow the fading trail that they both left.
Now, her useless and drained brother was just dragging her down. Cringing her brows together, she concentrated on her target's chakra signature.
There. She found it. It was faint, and practically fading away. If she didn't catch it when she did, it would have completely dispersed.
"I found them."
"What're we waiting for then?" A smirk played in his sharp fangs and a glint shone in his eyes. From there, they pressed chakra to their feet and bolt off in search of their target.
Crunch. His eyes flew open at the familiar sound. It was much too heavy to belong to a harmless woodland animal. Them. He knew that they were still after him, but he thought that they were far enough away from them to keep them searching for at least a few more hours. Incidentally, he was wrong. Glancing back at the pink haired kunoichi still asleep at his side, he decided that it was time to wake her from her slumber.
"Sakura." Speaking her name brought no response.
"Sakura." He tried once again.
"Uhn.." A moan of dissatisfaction escaped. Good. He was getting somewhere.
"Sa-ku-ra." This time louder, he let his mouth play with the syllables of her name. She furrowed her eyebrows in annoyance and snuggled herself closer to him. Yes, he found this comforting, but now was not the time to be embracing. He could hear the footsteps becoming louder in his sensitive ears. In anyone else's and they would not be able to tell the difference.
He attempted to stand up, so he could get a better grasp on the rock-like sleeping girl. The second he stood up, he found himself on the ground again just as fast. Something in his spinal cord was broken, and he could not even stand up. This was certainly inconvenient. Luckily, his assassins were rather loud and this allowed him to estimate a time of when they would arrive. It was roughly half an hour if they kept at the same speed.
This time, he grabbed Sakura by the shoulders and shook her somewhat violently.
"Wha-" lazily opening her eyes, she didn't seem to be taking her abrupt morning wake up very happily. Before she could retort something along the lines of, 'What'd you do that for?' He responded with a quick and blunt statement.
"I do not have time to explain, I need you to heal my spinal cord."
"Excuse me?"
"I cannot stand as of right now, and we need to escape." Suddenly it dawned on her. When she had collapsed after having run from those wolf-like shinobis. She had completely forgotten to heal Itachi's severed nerve tissues in his spinal cord and left him to be unable to walk.
"They're still after us?" As she said this, she had already turned him over roughly laying him flat on his belly. A strong green glow appeared before her palms as she placed them at the small of his back.
He replied with a silent nod, but he assumed that she could not see it as she was fully concentrated on the damaged tissues. Instantaneously, he felt much better than he had when he first awoke. Still keeping hold of the situation, Itachi calculated possible escape routes that they could take as to not be forced to battle. During his conflict with the hired assassins, he had kept note of each one's special skills. The taller man had been able to throw multiple weapons at considerable speeds, but not fast enough for Itachi. He had been good at dodging most of his attacks, but ended taking some blows to the head. Itachi doubts that this was all that he could do, though.
The woman on the other hand, was quite persistent. She aimed each and every one of her kunais with furious killing intent. During the brawl, his thoughts had wandered elsewhere, leaving him somewhat vulnerable. Though, he had not underestimated her skills, he only felt that there were more important things that went upon his mind at the moment. Regrettably, he became more injured that he had perceived and could feel his life slowly slipping away from him. Then, she saved him. He was truly grateful.
"Okay, I'm done. It isn't perfect but it should allow you to walk for a bit," As she helped him stand, she quickly added, "just until I can properly heal it."
He nodded in agreement to her temporary plan and as a form of gratitude. Quickly, he took her hand and sprinted in a random direction to faze off the deadly siblings. They ran together in unison like that until they had reached a nearby village. To their disappointment, it was abandoned. They entered anyway, without noticing the malevolent aura that surrounded it. Feeling like intruders, they barged into an old cottage covered in spiderwebs and dust. They sat down together, leaning against the wall panting heavily. Well, at least Sakura was. From there, her questions couldn't contain themselves anymore.
"Itachi.. Why are there assassins after you?" Sounding like a worried housewife, Sakura wanted to bite back her words. 'Heh. Housewife, you wish.' Inner-Sakura completed.
He let out a considerably loud sigh and he closed his eyes for a brief moment.
"..I was on a mission." He paused. She waited with those curious emerald orbs.
"It was to retrieve certain documents located throughout the countries." Her eyes grew wider, seeing the enormity of the type of missions that he could accept.
"There are 57 in total. I have acquired 8." This surprised her. What type of documents were these?
"Each document is guarded with shinobi of skills that are able to perform assassinations if needed." Well, that answered her question. He must have stole the document and ended up being hunted down. Though, he continued on.
"The contractor has agreed to complete a certain task for me in exchange for the 57 documents." 'What? I thought the contractor was just extremely rich. Apparently not. Now what type of task would Itachi ask of a contractor?'
"What did you ask for..?"
"That.. is classified." He grimaced and his lips spread into a thin, fine line.
"Okay, well. What does this have to do with me? Why did you capture me in the first place?" He paused. It looked like he was deep in thought as his brows were brought together.
"I.." 'Yes? Go on.'
"I am in need of your assistance." 'Well, obviously.' Inner-Sakura stated with an attitude. Though, it seemed like those simple words were excruciatingly difficult to say. 'Of course that would be expected of an Uchiha with pride. I've dealt with one longer than I wanted to.'
"Details?" She asked questioningly.
"I need your assistance in collecting the documents." Seemed logical to her. 57 of them are out there somewhere, and each of them were guarded. He only was able to obtain 8, even with his extensive S-classed abilities. 'This is going to take a long time.' Wait. What? Did she just agree to help him? No, she wasn't that shallow as to accept a job that she didn't even know what it was-
"The documents," he now whispered in a low voice. Continuing, "they contain high classed forbidden skill instructions that the current generation does not know of. These skills easily surpass S-classed ones." She gasped. She didn't know that there were so many of them.
"They have been long forgotten and the select few who were able to master the skills are long gone. There is only one recorded entry in existence of each, unique skill." She listened intently.
"They are forbidden because they do not follow the laws of nature-"
Bam! The old wooden door snapped open and crashed under the impact of the two wolves. Their crooked smiles gleamed, encasing razor-sharp fangs, their hungry eyes glinted a golden amber, and their deep, dark amethyst locks flowed wildly as a gust of wind blew through the door frame.
"Finally, we found you annoying pests."
I think I'll stop here. This chapter turned out to be a longer one than usual. Ohwell. Sorry if the ending seems a little.. rushed. I have so much homework that I need to do, so I was kinda distracted when writing this. I decided that I might as well finish this chapter in 2 days since I've been WAITING to write this for some time. Oh yeah. For those who don't know, my barely invented OCs go by the lovely names of, "Rin", "Akira", and "Rikoto Yu". I couldn't find any other already-made characters that fit the personality and occupation that I needed. ;c Their personalities and looks may seem a little vague, as I'll describe them in more detail later in the future chapters. I think these chapters are diverting away from being humorous.. I might have to change it to something else. Anyways, I THANK YOU my dear reviewers who've reviewed. You guys make my day. (: Review/Alert/Favorite and whatnot.