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I watched Kisame walk towards the strange man in front of us. My feet were rooted to the ground and my stomach began to feel sour.
Kisame turned his attention back to me and extended his long arm.
"Come with me Yin." He said in a soft voice.
I reached out and placed my hand in his. I could feel his large hand swallow mine as he wrapped his fingers around it.
Kisame began to pull me closer to him, and we made our way to the silver haired man.
I noticed the man reach his arms to me and I slid my body behind Kisame's, clutching at his cloak.
The man let out a deep sigh and dropped his arms back to his sides.
"Yin, please…." The man pleaded.
Kisame grabbed my shoulder and gently pulled me in front of him to face the strange man.
I looked at the man who stood before me and saw him reach for me again. I winced when I felt his fingers brush against my cheek and I clamped my eyes together tightly. Soon after that, I felt the man's fingers disappear and someone gripping my shoulders. I was pulled forward and locked in a tight embrace. My eyes shot open and I saw an ANBU vest. When I tilted my head up, I felt silky hair brush against my face and over my eyes.
The person's arms were wrapped around me so tightly that I couldn't lift my own. When I was finally released from the tight embrace, I saw the man's face.
'He looks so much like, n-ni-san….' I thought to myself as I roamed over the man's facial features with wide eyes.
He knelt down in front of me and grabbed my hands in his own. He pulled them to his face and pressed them against his cheeks.
"I'm so sorry Yin. I promised your mother that you would always be safe, and now look at you." He said as he brought his face to mine.
I could hear the sadness in his voice and I could feel his hands beginning to shake.
"What has he done to my daughter?" he mumbled under his breath.
My entire being froze to the ground.
"D-daughter?" I whispered.
My head jerked towards Kisame and a look of horror was smeared across my features.
Kisame stared back to me with a serious expression and placed his hands across my shoulders. He pulled me away from the kneeling man and into his hard body.
I watched the man's expression change from sadness to frustration when Kisame pried my body away from his.
"I've brought you the girl, now you will tell her the truth." Kisame said sternly.
The man brought himself back to his feet and nodded to Kisame.
"We will need to head underground before the sun rises." The man said while turning his head towards the moon that was beginning to lower itself behind the trees.
He walked past Kiame and I and made his way back towards the village we had just fled from.
I felt the heat of Kisame's body leave my backside and I turned to watch him as he began to follow the man who had just introduced himself as my father, back into the woods. I turned my head back around to stare at the trees in front of me.
'Ni-san….' I thought to myself.
In an instant, Kisame's body flew in front of mine. I gasped and took a step back.
He grabbed my arms and leaned down to me, our cheeks pressed firmly against one another.
I shuddered when I felt his hot breath hitting my ear.
"You're going to have to trust me." He whispered to me.
Tears started to form into my eyes as Kisame pulled his face away from mine.
"W-why are you doing this to m-me…?" I said looking up to him as the tears started to roll down my cheeks.
Kisame looked down to me and swiftly lifted my body up into his arms, carrying me back towards the village.
I couldn't find the strength to struggle. I just let him carry me forward. My head rested on his shoulder and I closed my eyes. My mind was trying to process everything all at once, but it kept hitting dead ends. Nothing made sense anymore.
When Kisame stopped, I opened my eyes and saw a dimly lit hallway stretching before us. He picked his pace up again and I watched as we past several burning torches hanging from what looked to be brick. The air in the room was warm and heavy, making it difficult to breath.
I heard a creaking noise coming from beside us and jerked my head towards the sound.
"Come, you can rest here." The man said, leading us into a small room.
The man walked over to the bed that was pushed into the corner of the room and took a seat. He patted the mattress underneath him and nodded towards me.
I looked up at Kisame and felt him set me on the solid ground below.
He nudged me forward and I turned my attention to the man sitting in front of me.
I hesitantly began walking towards the man and then turned back to Kisame who was leaning against the door of the small room.
Kisame lifted his hand and motioned for me to sit next to the silver haired man.
I turned back to face the man and twisted my body around to sit next to him.
I heard the man next to me take a deep breath and extend his body over mine to reach for the nightstand next to me.
He pulled the small drawer out and reached his hand inside, pulling out a small square piece of paper.
I felt the mattress underneath me bounce when he sat back down. I watched as he flipped the piece of paper over in his hand and slowly extend it towards me. I stared at the man with lidded eyes and then looked down to the piece of paper.
"Your mother." He spoke softly.
It was a picture of a beautiful woman with a much younger looking version of the man who I was sitting next to. A small boy was standing in front of the woman and he was clutching at her long dark kimono. When I looked closer at the woman I noticed that she was holding something in her arms.
A finger flashed itself in front of my eyes and pointed to the bundle in the woman's arms.
"That is you Yin." The man said.
My heart felt cold in that moment.
"Me?" I mouthed to the man.
He nodded his head and pointed to the small boy in the picture.
"And this is your brother, Yang"
I tried to swallow the knot that had begun to form in the back of my throat.
"N-ni-san." I whispered.
The man shifted his weight forward and grabbed my chin in his hand. He pulled my face up to meet his and released a deep breath.
"Your mother loved you very much Yin." he said with a serious face.
Silence grew around us and it was beginning to suffocate me.
"O-otou-san…." I whispered.
My father jerked his head at the sound of my voice. He stared into my eyes and a small smile began to creep up onto his lips. He reached for my face and I could see the tears begin to swell up in his eyes. His hands were very calloused, but his hold was gentle.
"Yin."
When my name finally slipped out of his mouth, his tears began to paint his cheeks.
"I-I….tried to save you, I tried with all my might to get you away from him, but I wasn't strong enough. When I finally was able to get to you, you were long gone. The innocence. The memories. My daughter. They were all gone. I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you Yin. I'm so sorry." He choked in between his sobs.
"Him?" I questioned.
My father took both of my hands in his and pressed them firmly to his face. He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes.
I watched as he absorbed the moment, and then opened his eyes again. He released my hands and then opened his eyes, staring directly into mine.
I could feel his body tense as he leaned in closer to me.
"I blame myself for so many things Yin. If I had only been there….." he stopped for a minute to take a deep breath. "If I had only been there for your mother, she would still be alive. Your brother wouldn't hate me and you….." he ran his fingers through my long red hair. "You were born with a head full of jet black hair, just like Yang, you both got that from your mother." He said with a small smile, placing his hand back in his lap. "The organization I was developing consumed my life in its early stages, and therefore, I wasn't around much after you were born, leaving your mother alone with you and your brother. All the while the organization was slowly growing and so was the risk of being found out. It wasn't long until my identity became known and you all became the targets of many vicious people. After your mother was killed, I fled with you and your brother to Takigakure. I decided that the only way to protect you was to teach you and your brother the ways and techniques of the Dim Mak. The Dim Mak, is a Kekkei Genkai that my family possesses and I perfected over a very long lifetime. Over a short period of time, you both excelled in the Dim Mak and the people in the organization looked to you both almost like prophets." My father said while turning to Kisame.
I watched my father as he took in a couple deep breaths and slowly turned his head back to me.
"The organization was built on a vision that a man named Uchiha Madara had for the world. The Eye of the Moon Plan."
I stared at my father for a moment and furrowed my brow.
"B-but Ni-san, that's why he joined the Akatsuki."
My father chuckled at my statement.
"Your brother is trying to destroy the Akatsuki. He thinks that by destroying them, that he will destroy my organization. His ultimate goal is to destroy me because of what happened to your mother." He said in a serious tone.
My father took in a deep breath. "When you and your brother were formally inducted into the organization, he began to work against our goal and ultimately deflected from the group. He did everything in his power to try and turn you against me, but you continued to stand by me, just as your mother had. And just like her, you paid the ultimate price for my convictions."
I noticed that my father's hands began to shake.
He reached for my face and ran his cool fingers over my features.
"You blocked a fatal attack that your brother had intended for me. His hands were aimed for my heart, but you stood in front of me and absorbed the attack with your head. Your body flew back into my arms and when I finally sat up and turned you over….I-I….there was too much blood….and your body was already cold."
I felt my father's hands cup my face as another round of tears started to form in his eyes.
"Your brother was long gone by the time I looked away from your lifeless body." My father dropped his hands back to his lap. "The next day, you were too be buried. The preparations had been made, but your body had been taken. I immediately knew that Yang had come back for you. I searched for you and your brother for many years, and when I finally found you, you were long gone. Your brother had completely erased everything and kept you caged up like an animal. He created a seal on your back with false memories, so that you too would hate me, just as he does. Yang cannot defeat me alone, he needs you. Yang cannot destroy the Akatsuki alone, he needs you." My father said lifting a hand to poke his finger against my forehead. "With you at his side, he can become stronger than this whole operation, but he cannot do it without you and your memories of the Dim Mak."
I sat in silence in front of my father. The truth had been presented to me and I had no idea whether or not to believe it. My mind kept going back and forth between the memories that I had and the things that my father was saying. I hunched my body forward and hung my head into my lap, pulling my arms up and entwining my fingers in my hair. I felt the mattress underneath me shift as my father stood up and I could hear his footsteps shuffling forward. The door creaked open and then snapped shut. A warm hand rested on my back and I felt the mattress give underneath the other person's weight.
"Yin." A deep voice called to me.
I straightened my back and laid my hands by my sides, shifting my body to turn to the deep voice.
Kisame was sitting behind me; concern was present in his eyes.
I stared at him until I felt his fingers brush against my cheeks and then I closed my eyes, leaning into his large hand. Tears started to fall down my cheeks.
"Kisame." I whispered.
He pulled my body into his and wrapped his long arms around me.
"Why is this happening." I said, grabbing ahold of his cloak and burying my face in his chest.
Kisame grabbed my shoulders and pulled me away from his body. He cupped my face in his large hands and leaned down to me. He stared at me for a moment and then pressed his lips to mine.
My mind went completely blank the minute I felt his lips touch mine. I was so absorbed in this man in that moment, that thinking wasn't an option anymore. I lifted my body up off of the mattress and pressed my body into Kisame's, pressing my face firmly to his.
Kisame broke our kiss and pushed back to sit on the mattress.
Rejection settled in my features and I saw the massive man in front of me begin to smirk.
"Your father is coming." He said softly.
I turned to the door and sure enough, my father opened the door, holding a rather large scroll in his hand.
He looked to Kisame and nodded.
"Will you help me Kisame?" he said lifting the large scroll towards him.
Kisame grabbed two corners of the scroll and began to back towards the opposite side of the room.
The scroll stretched across the room almost entirely and the long black lines looked like some sort of empty time line.
I stood over the scroll that my father and Kisame had lay on the floor before me and studied it further.
"I can't give you the memories that you lost, but I can share mine with you." My father said placing his hand on my shoulder.
"O-outo-san…."
He looked down to me and a smile spread across his lips.
"Don't worry, everything will be alright Yin." He said in a calm voice, gently squeezing my shoulder.
My father pushed me forward to stand in the middle of the scroll.
Kisame stood directly in front of me, standing as close to me as he could without touching the scroll under my feet.
I smiled up at the man in front of me as I heard my father mumbling something behind me. I held my hand out and reached towards Kisame. Soon, I felt my entire body go numb and my vision disappear. The entire world around me seemed to melt together as memories from my father swelled up and over into my mind. I was seeing everything that he saw and feeling every emotion that crossed his mind. From my birth to my death; everything he said, every detail, every fiber of his word was truth.
And then, the oxygen was forced from my lungs.
I felt something knock me into oblivion and I gasped for air. I could feel arms wrap around my body, and my eyes shot open.
"Kisame!" I shouted as my body jolted back into reality.
He had his arms wrapped tightly around my body, lifting me off of the scroll.
I looked up to his face and felt the tears begin to flood my eyes.
He set me back down on my feet and pulled me into his chest.
"You're alright." He said with a sigh of relief.
I heard panting coming from the man behind me. I turned my body around to see my father collapsed on the floor. I reached over the crumpled scroll to him as he pulled himself to his feet.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me into a gentle hug. His chest was heaving and sweat was pouring from his skin.
"O-outo-san are you alright?"
I felt him release me from his embrace and let out a deep breath.
He smiled down to me and his hand through my hair.
"Are you alright?" he countered with a smirk.
A small smile graced my lips as I nodded up to my father.
"Thank you Outo-san." I whispered, lifting a hand and placing it on his chest.
SLAM!
The loud noise filled my ears and I felt my body jolt around to see where it was coming from. A woman with an ANBU uniform was standing in the middle of the doorway, her hand was covering her stomach as if she were trying to keep herself from splitting in two. I noticed blood began to trickle down the side of her mouth and a large red puddle was beginning to form at her feet. Her whole body started shaking violently and she collapsed into the pool of blood underneath her.
"L-leader-sama….i-it's Y-Yan-n-ng-g."
A/N: Hello! Thank you to my most recent review! I appreciate the positive energy that was sent my way! Arigato! Now, this chapter has had me on the fence. I'm happy with it, but I've been struggling with the detail and the actual flow of the sentences. I hope I did not disappoint! Arigato.