Uzu Namikaze stared at her apartment door.
She knew she looked silly just standing there staring at it, but she found the big bold slightly messy black letters painted over the brick red of her door...just so damn fascinating. It would seem that her ex-boyfriend had violated his restraining order. Again. And had decided to come looking for her for some unfathomable reason.
And no one did bold, black and angry like that man did. She could tell from the words scrawled across her door that he was out for her blood again. Meaning that he'd probably be stalking her on her way to work, bright and early in the morning. Jesus Christ. Why was it that all the fucked up and crazy people were drawn to her? Did she have some weird little letter to all the crazy and deranged people of the world tattooed onto her forehead?
Cause if so, she wanted it removed and wanted some goddamn peace.
She didn't need this shit. She had it hard enough just trying to avoid being mugged on her way home from work each night. She sighed and unlocked her door, still just a little bit surprised that Sauske hadn't picked the lock and wasn't waiting inside for her, but then again she'd been wrong before and the bastard was actually pretty cunning for a man whore. She pushed the door open and stood there looking around cautiously.
Nothing looked out of place, but then again she usually didn't pay much attention to her surroundings. She dug into her purse and pulled out her cell phone and hit the speed dial 1 and waited for her adoptive brother to pick up. "Hello."
"Iruka. Hey, I need you to stay on the phone with me just in case-"
"In case what? Has something happened?" Iruka asked in obvious confusion. Uzu made a humming sound but didn't really reply as she stepped into the apartment and stared around the spacious room before she started to systematically check her place. She started with the closets, the small office off of her living room, the kitchen cabinets, the fridge (because she had come home from work once and found the severed head of a small dog in her fridge) with a note from Sauske that had said,
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Sooner or later bitch, the severed head will belong to you.
It had been inventive of him. And more than a little disturbing. Which was part of the reason she had joined the local martial arts dojo, learned how to fire and gun, and bought a small hand revolver, and had shot the son of a bitch after he had cornered her in her old apartment and tried to kill her.
She had taken out one of his legs, then had beaten the shit out of him then she had sat down and waited for him to either bleed to death or the police to come. It had been unfortunate but the police had come first. So he had lived.
She finished checking her place then sat down on her bed after checking under it and sighed. "I think I'm good Iruka."
"Wonderful! I'm already half way there-" She stiffened and started to stand up when he said. "Oh, and don't bother pretending that you moved or locking the door baby girl. I'll only kick the fucking thing in once I'm there."
Then I should climb out the window and do my greatest and best est impersonation of Spider-man. Uzu thought warily as she stood up when she heard her brother snap.
"Do it and I"ll kick that cute little ass of yours right off the side of the building and claim it was an accident that you fell like a thousand floors to you're death." She blinked and stood up and started running through her pent house apartment as fast as she could and had just reached the front door and almost had it closed when someones hand slammed into the wood right above her head and she looked up and paled a little bit when she saw the tan fingers that used to wrap around her neck and squeeze.
She tried to push the door closed on his hand but ended up on her ass when Iruka slammed his shoulder against the door hard enough to send her stumbling back before she fell. The door swung open and she glared up at her brother as he stepped through the door looking as dark as a thunder cloud on a sunny day. Oh crap.
Decked out in black leather pants and a deep blue sleeveless wife beater and standing at a whopping six foot three, her brother, Iruka Umino looked very much like he was ready to beat someone to death with his bare hands.
His dark eyes touched on her as he kicked the door closed and reached down and grasped her shirt collar and yanked her to her feet then let her go as he brushed by her as Uzu tried to engage him in some polite (awkward) conversation. "Uh...how are you...Iruka?"
He started systematically checking her pent house living room before he paused and looked at her over his shoulder for a second, instinctively knowing that she would follow him through the place. Just like she had followed him everywhere else in her life.
The girl was like a lost puppy. One that he was just too nice and caring to kick. "I'm good. I see from the letters on you're front door that you had an unwanted visitor. Mind telling me how he found you again?"
Uzu flinched at his tone, sure he didn't raise his voice but then again he didn't really need too. He just had to speak in those cold, icy tones, and give her a pointed look that was like saying 'This is all you're fault, you know'.
"I honestly don't know." She finally said as she lifted one of her hands to run it through her light ash blond hair. Iruka stopped what he was doing and turned around and walked back to her and gave her a hug.
"I'm sorry baby girl. But that guy keeps coming after you for no reason and it's pissing me off." Iruka said against the top of her head. He really, really didn't like that sadistic son of a bitch, Sauske. Not one little bit.
The day that Uzu had brought the guy home with her had been the beginning of her nightmare. Sauske Uchiha had been a pretty boy. Tall, dark, rich, but he'd had the temper of a two year old. He had cheated on Uzu. And when she had called him on it, he had turned the tables on her and told her that if she would put out like any other bitch, he could fuck her and move on to someone better. Uzu had slapped him, and thrown him out of the house after telling him that she never wanted to see him again.
Apparently Sauske had seen her words as a challenge or something since he had kidnapped her and taken her to some old abandoned ware house where he then shot her up with Heroin and tried to get her hooked on the shit enough to do anything for it. Anything included selling her virginity to the highest bidder among the bastard's friends.
It hadn't worked though. None of it had.
Uzu was a strong girl with an even stronger willed. She had killed the man that had been about to rape her and set the building on fire with Sauske and the others inside and had wondered around outside the burning building waiting for help, and hoping that Sauske would die in the fire.
He hadn't. But he had gotten a nasty scar on the right side of his face, ruining his pretty face.
Uzu had then been taken to the hospital and went through rehab to get off the drugs. That had been ten years ago, when she had been fourteen. Now she was twenty four, the president and owner of her own company, and twice as rich as Sauske had ever been.
Iruka had never been prouder of his baby sister as he had been the day she had come to him with a business idea for a jewelry and fashion company. He had told her that making such a company work would be time consuming and require more than she may be willing to give and she had just grinned at him and said that he didn't have to worry. She had this project in the bag. She hadn't been wrong. And Iruka had been more than a little impressed by her work.
He had visited almost all of the stores, in the New York area and had noticed that each store catered to a different crowd of people. The prices were different, not outrageously high and perfectly reasonable. And he loved going into her stores and getting the family discount when he shopped.
He'd bought some great clothes and men's jewelry in one of them. And just last month she had started to design and make the 'Iruka' line that would be debuting in three more months. He was both excited, and curious about what she would come up with.
"Did you check everywhere? Under the bed, in the bathtub, under the sinks, in the fire place-" Uzu snorted and laughed a little bit as she looked across the room at the cozy, narrow little white painted brick fireplace in the corner of the living room.
Anyone stupid enough to shimmey up the inside of a fire place deserved to burn.
"Yes. I checked everywhere."
"Really-" Iruka asked with a thoughtful expression on his face as he turned and looked out of the large windows on the left side of the room, leading out to her patio. "Did you look out there?" He asked curiously as he pointed to the little white frosted glass dome ceiling green house that she kept off to the right side of the patio where she liked to grow wild orchids, roses, jasmine, peonies, she even had a miniature above ground pond that she had made out of a kiddie pool, some black tarp, a water pump and some bricks where she kept some small carp and grew water lilies.
Uzu blinked at him and leaned a little bit to the left and looked around him. Iruka sighed and turned on his heel and walked over to the sliding glass door that led out to it and absent mindedly noted that it was locked before he unlocked and opened it then stepped outside and called out. "Just so you know baby girl, if I find that asshole hiding out here, I'm going to drown him in your fish pond."
Uzu hissed like a cat and stomped after him yelling, "Oh no your not! You'll throw him over the railing and let gravity do the dirty work like a normal person!"
Iruka laughed as he opened the green house door and stepped inside and did a quick check before sighing and walking back out again and looking at her. "Well?" She asked anxiously as Iruka scratched his cheek and sighed again.
"Okay then, no bastard Uchiha's are skulking about. So I guess that you don't need me hanging around..." Iruka said as he reached out and grasped her hand in his and more or less dragged her away from her green house and let her go once they were back inside and the door was closed. Then moved to head back towards the front door then stopped and looked back at her.
"You know... I'm always saying that I don't hang out with you enough-" She stiffened and then sighed and hung her head. She could see the gears in his head turning and knew that she wouldn't be getting rid of him anytime soon. She looked up and saw the puppy dog look on his face and growled.
Dammit. I'm not going to get any peace tonight. Am I?
"Yeah sure. Make yourself at home." She said in an exasperated tone as Iruka grinned happily and rubbed his hands together before he walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek and then made his way over to her couch and flopped down on the soft black faux leather seat and made a happy purring sound before asking her where the TV remote was and promptly got the remote chucked at his head and laughed as he caught it.