AUTHOR'S NOTE- So sorry for the late update! I was shifting into my new house and had a lot of work to is going to be long, so bear with it. Skip a few parts if you want to. A lot of Action in the later half. The first two chapters are just introductory. The real story starts next chapter. They have to get stranded on an island, ya know.

Those beautiful eyes….
There was something about them,
Oh, yes, she knew there was.
Cause, behind those seemingly beautiful eyes
Lay secrets, deeper and darker
Than his ink.

They say, that beauty isn't only skin deep. What matters is what lies on the inside. Wise words that society chooses to ignore by making people believe that good-looks is everything. She'd been like that once too. But in life, things happen and views change. Sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse. Back to the 'wise words'.

In her case though, yeah beauty was only skin-deep. On the inside, she was a freaking mess. Not a beautiful one, just an ugly freaking mess. She tried to be the happy, cheerful one, but, how could she be 'that' girl. No. That girl died a long time ago.

Yamanaka Ino, she was always a popular one. The one who could not be seen anywhere without a horde of fanboys on her tail. Confessions and love letters always filling up her locker and her backpack. The one who always has some rumour going around behind her back.

But then again, things happen and views change, But sometimes people do to.

High school for her was a disaster. Leaving behind all her friends was hard. Cutting all ties with them, even harder. But she had to go because of her father's work. Families stick together, right?

Huh! That sounded ironic now.

She had moved from her home town- right here in the Leaf to Kirigakure- rain country, which also had one of the highest crime rates in the world. She experienced that first-hand. Correction- she didn't experience it, she felt it. All the freaking time. The thought of it made her shudder. She had moved on since then, quite a bit. The nightmares had become less frequent. At least that's what she thought.

"Oh no…please no!", she sobbed. She could see nothing but red in front of her now. A deep, dark and crimson red. "You…no, no this cannot be happening…." She hated herself for sounding so pathetic right now. But she was. She couldn't even do a simple thing right.

.
"Oh! You scared? Don't worry dear, it's gonna be okay. Oh, and it is happening" He smirked. Why would he do that? They trusted him. Worse. She trusted him.
"I would hate to do this now, but I've got to do it you know? Shame. You were a beauty though." He chuckles humorously. All the hate she felt towards him right now; towards those cold-dark eyes, was far more than she could bear.

But she had too, right? She was pathetic after all. All this while, even now with her hair- drenched in red sticking to her face, her weak legs shuddering, and her once lively eyes…now dead. Just like theirs.

He moved forward, now only feet away from her. He was real, wasn't he? This wasn't a nightmare. Fuck. She stepped back, only to trip over a stone. She landed on the wet ground with a thud, and for a second everything was still. Until he moved.

Run. She had to run. But where to? And how?
She got up and tried to but failed. She was falling into the darkness. A bottomless pit, with no warmth. And she could hear him. His warmth, she could feel it.

"Excuse me, Miss Yamanaka, but you do not fall asleep in the middle of practice on the bleachers, especially. It is cold out here, you know." That wasn't 'him'. Just another person. Great! People can't even nap in peace? What's the world coming to? Can't they just let her fall into the darkness peacefully? These cheerleading practices…. uh oh.'

Well, the girls owed her one, for wasting a good fifteen minutes of otherwise harsh cheerleading practice. Nice way to end it.

With some effort, she put her palms onto the cold metal surface and lifted herself up. Instantly a shiver ran down her spine. God! It was cold. It was just a month before vacations and it was still pretty cold. Cold enough to wrap yourself in a blanket, with some hot chocolate (extra marshmallows) and watch rom-coms till you were out cold. Correction- out hot. The weather had to make up its mind for once.

She rubbed her eyes, while yawning and finally opened them up. Ughhh! Bad idea. The lights were too intense. She adjusted her eyes to the lights and colours outside. It took her about five seconds to see her red-eyed manager and her team all crowded around her, eyeing her like she had grown a tail. Had she now?

She quickly got up- not before feeling the back of her skirt for a stub of some sort. Luckily, there was none- and came face to face with her manager. She felt drained after all that gruelling practice, and could surely use some sleep and the soup 'he' used to make for her on tiring-shitty days like these. 'Him' why? Oh no. She felt her heart beating faster and her eyes started to feel heavy. Dammit!

Come on Ino, snap out of it. It was just a dream. It's okay. You're fine. Breathe. You're in front of people don't freak out. He's gone and so is she. Just get over it.

Oh, great! She was not going to break down in front of her cheerleading squad. What kind of captain would that make her?
So, she bit her lip, shook her head and decided to speak up and move on. Fainting was not going to help. A lot can change in five years.

"Sorry, Miss Kurenai. I-I was unable to get some sleep last night." It's the truth. She pulled up an all-nighter for her journalism assessment today. She was sure that she had aced it.

Just another twenty days to Easter break, then those finals and you can fly again. Wait for it birdie.

For a Yamanaka para-florist, this was nothing. She believed in the unseen after all.

"I see. Do please take care of yourself now Ino. I don't want any of my girls falling out before soccer season starts, which is in exactly two days." She sighs at that. "The best for last girls, like always." And at that, the whole team burst out into a fit of giggles. Kurenai too gave a tiny smile.

Soccer season was the best. The FLU team was one of the best out there. They were surely going to win this time too. And the cheerleaders had to be there when they won. I mean, who the heck was going to miss the legendary afterparties the captain threw? Everyone went to them, it was taboo not to go. So, you went, even if it meant encountering certain people, like your ex.

Kurenai then turned towards the rest of the girls and continued "Alright then, it's already seven and thanks to your captain here….", she pointed at Ino who inturn sheepishly smiled and bowed down to the girls; staring at her with huge grins plastered on their faces. The nightmare called practice was over, and they could only thank their captain for wasting a good thirty minutes of the last session,

"…. we have successfully, or should I say more or less, finished our session for this year. I hope to work with you next year if you plan to stay, which I hope you don't, you horrible lot" she mumbled the last part under her breath. The girls started to protest but Kurenai cleared her throat and continued, silencing the girls.

"Now each of you, remember you shall or might be missed." A few of the girls pouted while Ino just smiled lightly at her manager's comment. She was a sarcastic one.

"But remember the memories you made with your friends and team mates, and stuff like that. Sleep well and do practice those moves you learnt today. I wish you the best for your finals. And captain," all eyes moved to Ino. "don't fall asleep while performing. I shall not come and wake you up at the top of the tower." Funny. Like that would ever happen.

The team started laughing and so did Ino. "Bye girls! See you next year captain." Saying this Kurenai walked away to her car parked just around the corner. Wherever this 'corner' she claimed was.

It was then time for goodbyes. Ino hugged the girls- surprisingly all her juniors. The cranky seniors were not good for the team anyway, as she had learnt last year by having the campus bitch Karin on the squad. A complete drama queen she was.

Ino wasn't close to any of the girls on the cheerleading team. She would occasionally hang out with the, when they were celebrating something. She was not close to them though. Not at all.

She had her own gang which consisted of: her long-lost middle-school best friend Sakura 'forehead' Haruno(a pre-med student in her third year) whom she stumbled upon in the dining hall on the first day of freshman year, Hinata Hyuuga-the lavender wonder and poetic one, Tenten the fury(hopefully Hyuuga)- her senior and a machine geek , Sabaku No Temari of Suna- her senior and crazy hand-fan collector.

Her guy-friends included her roommates Shikamaru(lazy), Choji(fatty-do not call him that!), Naruto(Idiot #1), Kiba(Idiot#2) nope. Not anymore. Shino (the quiet one), and yes Hyuuga Neji(the calm and cool one). That's it. She used to include her childhood crush Sasuke there too, but she grew out of it. He was too dark and emo for her.

She could never love him as deeply as Sakura could. That girl was head over heels for him. Even when he was halfway across the world, without a phone. Like she said, crazy.

These people were pretty much all she had on this entire campus. They were there for her. Over the last few years, they had grown so close to each other, excluding Shika and Cho - since she was with them even as a kid. Their parents were great friends, and now so were they. They knew everything about her (even when it was her time of the month. They would often remind her about it) and she knew everything about them in return.

Of course, she didn't think romantically of them. They were like brothers to her. Their family was her family.

Her girl-friends on the other hand, were fun to hang out with. Temari and Tenten were complete tomboys, so the mall was some place reserved only for 'special' days. Hinata, on the other hand was calm and reserved. She used to be shy during freshman year but had quickly caught on to her 'friends' 'loud and sarcastic nature.

Her crew was interesting enough. Heck, they were a 'public attraction'. Sakura was the moodiest of the lot. The pinkette would lose all sense of reasoning when it came to the things she loved. They all did, but with her it was scary. These people could drive her insane and make her laugh at the same time.

Nevertheless, she loved the girls. The guys were fun too. That was when they weren't arguing about which model was sexier or soccer.

Ino on the other hand was moody too. She was demanding and aggressive at times, but loyal. (as per Shikamaru and dog-breath) She could figure out people easily. At least, that's what she thought till she met someone she could never see through.

Boy, her friends really needed to get their shit together though. They were so dense sometimes. Even the lazy Nara genius, who had an IQ of over 200. Yes, they were dense when it came to love.

Amongst all of these people, at least half of them were in love with each other. They wouldn't accept it though, but it was so freaking obvious. Let's see, according to her a.k.a the Matchmaker the situation is a bit like this- Naruto and Hinata have been dating since the last year of high-school as Sakura told her.

Shikamaru was for one thing not lazy when it came to Temari (not official), Tenten and Neji were a sure thing (not official), and then of course, there was Sasusaku (this was official. For sure).

Oh, how she loved doing this. Matchmaking. A wonderful way to waste your time.

What about her? Despite her flirtatious attitude with boys, Ino had tried dating somebody only once before. And that had turned out to be a disaster.

She'd tried dating Kiba during freshman year. They lasted for around 6 months (without any bedroom activities.) before he decided to cheat on her with his current girlfriend Tamaki. Clearly, he was not the one for her. Maybe that's why she wasn't so upset with him dumping her. Sure, she'd cried but it hadn't hurt as much as she'd expected I too.

She thought she knew what love felt like then, but as always, she was wrong. Liking somebody, hugging them, kissing them, and telling them you love them was surely not what love was.

Not at least the kind of love 'he' had told her about.
Love, 'he' told could only be felt. Not seen. She never felt it with that mutt.
He just used her.

Carried away in her thoughts, her gaze absentmindedly settled upon a patch green, just behind the mixed-dorms- where she was headed. A quick shower and some dinner would patch her up.

That isolated patch in the corner of the campus. It felt familiar. But how? She had never been there before.
Her nose scrunched upwards, as the sickening smell alcohol caught her nose. Underage drinking was no surprise. Despite being 21 herself, Ino had gotten drunk only on 20 occasions. A really good record as per Sakura. All after the age of 18 mind you. A bit underage, though. The first time she tasted beer, was…...well, not so good. She was at a party thrown by some of the seniors and Temari had invited her and all the girls along. The party had started out on a fairly good note, with only a few drunk people. But things soon escalated.

One shitty thing led to another and she found herself in the morning, sleeping next to some shirtless dude (thank god she was clothed and untouched) on a couch and a shoe filled with puke in front of her face.

She lived. But the rest of the girls; they were fazed. Temari even dragged Hinata into this, despite knowing that Hinata hated the very smell of liquor. The poor girl was out sick for three whole days.

She could live through another year of this. But what then? Was she going to take up internship somewhere? She shook her head and got rid of these thoughts. No use thinking so far ahead.

So, instead she turned her head around and gazed at the campus, her feet subconsciously picking up pace. Night-time out here all alone in this part of the campus was highly unsafe. The dining area despite being the most crowded, had many dark corners here and there. Perfect for some people to use to their advantage.

She didn't even have her phone on. She'd forgotten it at the dorm that afternoon before practice. Anyways, she wasn't one to be afraid of such things. Despite being a quite frequent target, it wasn't like her to worry about such stupid things.

She had already passed the dining hall, where students were piling up to eat the Sunday 'turkey special'. The ground around the hall littered with people. None of the people she knew were there tough. They came to eat dinner at eight Another hour from now.

The night, was beginning to grow colder with every passing second. The wind was howling now and the leaves on the nearby trees were rustling. She would never admit but somehow, the howling of the wind always sent shivers down her spine. This was cause she knew, that a storm was coming.

A pretty big one.

"Hey there pretty girl! Going somewhere? Want to take 'a trip' with me instead?" A chorus of laughter could be heard coming from her right. She turned her head, to catch a glimpse of her 'admirers', only to find the campus D-bags – The Abumi gang there.

Oh, great. She really did not have time to waste on them. Her biceps were killing her. Apparently jerking around her pom-poms for two hours straight, did not agree with them.

Also, she knew what these drunk-guys wanted. They were never going to get it.

Picking up her pace she ignored them and continued walking quickly. The lights around the campus were now shining brightly. The path towards the dorms was lighted up, making it easier to walk on, instead of having to worry about whose foot or what you were stepping on. That used to be the case till last year.

The lights in this end of the campus, had only be repaired recently, despite the main dining area being here. The principal's excuse being that students should learn to use their night-vision in case of survival situations. Lame. He was just too busy reading his 'porn' to notice it.

The dorm was barely 200 metres from here. The mixed-dorm was ordinary. A dull- grey and brown brick building around 30 years old, surrounded by a tiny garden- for recreational purposes- and a tiny koi pond.

The mixed- dorm buildings were different from the girls' and boys' dorms. For starters, they had three bedrooms and the lease was cheaper than in those dorms. But of course, most of the people did not prefer it. They were for either those people who were broke, could live with the opposite sex, or had been unable to find vacancy in the other dorms.

Ino had gone in for the second option. Staying with her brothers was easy. Staying with the girls, not so easy. Shika and Cho would just mind their business and let her mind her own- unless of course, it was important. If that happened Shikamaru would demand that she let them know. Which she would. The girls on the other hand would bug her about every single thing.

"Did you listen to me, hotshot? You know how lucky you are for me to be asking you this? Juz comezz on alreadish…".

They're slurred words were beginning to annoy her. Nothing new. She walked on. Just another 150 metres more. The light from the street lamps was slowly beginning to dull as she approached the dark bend toward the dorm.
She picked up her pace and slowly broke out into a slow jog. Those guys were still following her.

Shit. She had to run.

Suddenly a hand shot out, and caught a tight hold of her wrist.

She struggled to pull the hand away but was met with a kick in her gut instead. Wincing in pain, she regained her composure and sent a flying punch towards one of the silhouettes she could make out in the dim light.

Her punch was blocked, much to her shock. How were they able to see her when she couldn't see them? Maybe they really had worked on developing their night vision. After all, they were frequent visitors to these parts. Usually for the same reasons as today.

Or maybe, drunk assholes just fight well.

The fist that caught her punch, tightened its hold on her skin, the nails digging into her skin. She could feel the warm blood oozing out of her freshly broken skin. She winced in pain. Now her hand, gut and biceps were killing her.

But not as fast as them. She brought her other hand down on her captor's hand, catching him unawares. Finding her footing, she turned around before they tried something else. The night was completely silent. Not even the slightest rustle of leaves could be heard now. She tried looking around for people, but not a soul anywhere in radius. She squinted to see the dimly lit path in front of her leading to a safe place hopefully. Right now, she was contemplating on whether to run to the dining hall or to the anyways empty dorm. No time.

The dorm was just another 100 metres from here. If she could move fast, she could get away in time and reach it. She took a step forward, but suddenly two big silhouettes came into her line of vision. Too late.

The two guys made their way towards her. She turned around - maybe the dining area was not a bad idea- only to be caught by the same hands that held her before. This time, though she could really see no opening.

The next thing she knew was that she was pulled towards somebody. Her back slammed something hard and cold. The asshole's chest. His hold on her was strong. She hated to admit it but these dudes were tough.

She struggled to free herself, but the two guys along with Zaku were already pinning her arms behind his back. Shit! Gritting her teeth, she muttered, "You think you've won? No way."

Who was she kidding, she knew they had. Unlike her, they'd smartly aimed at going for her limbs. A person that can't move is as good as dead. At least right now they are.

"Oh, really now? You think that it's nice to treat your lover like this?"

What was he talking about? Did he even know what love was? No of course he didn't. To him it was just banging, and sexually harassing girls.

She bit his hand, in an attempt to loosen his hold on her but he just winced in pain instead of moving his hand away.

"You think you can take us on? How can you? Any more bright ideas? I must admit you're my toughest one yet."

She was not going to settle for this. He was right, though.

She knew that it would be foolish to take on three drunk guys, all bigger and taller than her. Even if she did beat them, she could end up being the one in trouble. That was if she could beat three big guys up all on her own. Highly unlikely.

Ino had gone to self-defence classes when she was 15. She knew that her punches could be quite painful (as per Shikamaru). How was saying that going to help her now?

"You tried running away from me?" He was now holding her by the hip, her arms still pinned behind his back by those two morons. She tried to make some noise but nothing came out. Her arms were burning in pain. She knew she had to get away somehow. But how?

How the hell did this happen so suddenly? She knew she should have called Shikamaru or somebody, to walk her back, especially at this time. But having woken up from a deep slumber, and not being able to think straight, she decided to be brave and walk back to this desolate part of the campus on his own.

Stupid move. But why was she unable to do anything about this? Was this all she could've done? Was she just going to let them have their way?

A shiver ran down her spine. Her vision was slowly starting to get blurred and her chest was getting heavy. A familiar feeling loomed over her.

Fear. She was scared. Scared and oh so, helpless.

They dragged her a few metres and pushed her up against a wall. The intent clear on their faces. They were drunk and dangerous.

Do something, anything. This has got to stop.

She tried stepping on his foot, but he quickly put his foot out of the way and tightened his grip on her waist. His head was now inclined towards her, face only inches away. Fuck. She just wanted to punch him so badly, but her arms were still held back by those two. Her legs now weak and her left shin bleeding from the hit it took earlier.

If there was one word to describe her situation, it would be pathetic.

Nothing has changed since then. Helpless then, and helpless now.

Zaku gripped her shoulder and started slipping her shirt off her bruised arm. She struggled. But they wouldn't budge. His other hand began to wander underneath the hem of her shirt, icy-cold fingers now gripping her smooth naked waist.

The same waist she liked to show off every now and then through her crop tops.

No. No.

"You better moan, ya know. Think about the time you rejected me, over that guy. You broke me, girl. Not that you'd care huh?"

Rejected? Sure, Ino had rejected a lot of guys over the years. But did you really need to go this far to extract revenge for that? Can't you just move on or something?

Through gritted teeth she replied again, "So freaking pathetic. Dragging you stupid friends along to sexually harass someone just because they said 'no'." Her neck was starting to hurt now. His grip on her waist tightened, as his nails began to dig into her skin.

"Actually, I hired them. A four-month contract. My father let me. And don't flatter yourself beauty, you're my fifth prey in two months. I like to keep it slow you see. Now shut up. Oh, and just so you know, I'm not drunk."

Saying this he looked away from her gaze, bent his head and began to lick her neck, as she fought from his grip. Looks like he worked out though, his grip was solid.

Hiring people on your rich father's money and then pretending to be drunk to harass women. How low could you be?

This was going to it. On a cold, dark and stormy April night, Yamanaka Ino was going to be stripped of her dignity. Pathetic. She bit her lip and closed her eyes; listening to the laughter of the two men holding her.

She was going to face it head on. No screaming, and no begging. She was sick of doing that.

His tongue was now carefully making its way down the side of her neck. It was disgusting and cold. Enough said.

'crack' 'crack'.

Her eyes shot open when she heard that. No mistaking it, it was the sound of a branch cracking under someone's feet. Her florist blood knew that sound when it heard one.
Apparently, her attackers were aware of it too.

Zaku stopped in his attempt at removing her shirt. He slowly lifted his head up, and stared into the forested area on his right.

Ino's eyes widened as she stared off into the 'wilderness'. Maybe it was a security guard doing his rounds. But why would he be there in the overgrown forested area in this end of the campus? Nobody ever came there. Most of FLU's population was concentrated towards the North and East wings. The South was by far the least populated place. There were no libraries or resource centres here either. The only sign of life in the nearest 500 metres were the mixed dorms and the dining hall.

Who could possibly be there at 8 in the night?

But you could never be too careful. These guys obviously knew what was stake here after all.

Seconds passed. Nobody moved a muscle. The two guys had now loosened their grip on Ino's hands and were taking up a defensive stance. Zaku had moved away from her, all his attention now focused on the darkness up ahead. She was now sweating. Her platinum- blonde hair stuck to the nape of her sore neck, drenched in sweat. She opened her eyes and let them adjust to the darkness enveloping her. Not much of a sight. She turned her head to see what was getting their attention.

Then she saw it. A beam of light was slowly making its way in their direction. Steady footsteps could be heard too, probably those of a man. Good. But he was too slow and Zaku was way ahead of him.

"Shit! I thought there'd be no guards on duty tonight. I told you to check on it, didn't I Jirobo?" He spat at the plump man's foot.

"I thought so myself, Sir." The big guy was clearly confused.

"What about the girl now, Sir?" a third voice chimed in, belonging to a tall man with dark brown hair. If he wasn't evil, Ino might've stated that he was pretty good-looking. But he was evil, so no.

"Shut it Aoi. This bitch owes me a lot. You don't just fucking reject Abumi Zaku and expect to get away. I am not going to leave her. She almost broke your nose, didn't she? You really want to let her get away?" Zaku harshly whispered the words to his man. The blabbering continued.

This was her chance. They were busy deciding what to do with her but she was already done deciding.

Now or never, Ino.

With that, she took a deep breath and risking it all screamed at the top of her lungs, "Hey! Over here! Help me! Help!

That should do it, hopefully.

The footsteps were now getting faster. So, he had heard her after all. Just a few more seconds and she might get some help.

"You little bitch, how dare you!" Zaku was now moving towards her, Anger written all over his features. She now had an opening.

The two men had let her go some time ago, in order to knock some sense into their employer, so she was free for now. Time to get a move on.

Rubbing her bruised wrists, she quickly ducked and avoided Zaku's sloppy punch. Pre-schoolers could hit better. She then proceeded to use her agility to her advantage and landed a swift kick onto his groin. Zaku winced in pain and fell down onto his knees.

"You! Get her! Kill her, for all I care!" He screamed as he directed his men towards her. Kill her? Since when had things escalated this far? His men were apparently just as confused as her.
Their employer had some major anger issues.

'Killing somebody wasn't mentioned in the contract we signed, Sir." The plump one, called Jirobo spoke.

"Yes, it only mentioned- causing major or minor injuries, as per the situation- if I recall." The other one chimed in.

"Idiots! Then cause her some major injuries" Zaku was now attempting to get up. But he fell down in pain as he tried. Just how weak was he? It wasn't even as hard as she wanted it to be.

"That's just as good as killing her. Stupid asshole." She heard the taller one mutter under his breath.
At least her attackers agreed on something- Zaku being a stupid asshole.

On command, the two men began closing in on her. She couldn't take them on her own. That was suicide. She quickly turned on her heels and decided to make a dash to the dorms. The path lay right in front of her.

Suddenly, something hit her own the cheek. Her eyes widened. She managed not to fall onto the ground, but man that was hard. How did they manage to land a punch on her without her noticing them? She found her footing and somehow managed to avoid the other punch thrown from the other side.

She threw a punch and manage to hit one. It only shook him though.
The darkness was beginning to get in her way. Her fighting style was solely dependent on light. If she couldn't see, she couldn't fight.

These people were pros. She had to get away from them. Her thoughts were cut when she felt a leg hit her in the abdomen. She fell flat onto the ground a few feet away.

Damn! She couldn't even move now. That kick had sent her flying with more force than she had imagined. Who knew, that stupid asshole could kick that hard? Maybe she was just fatigued. She shook her head and sat up. Quite enough, she had landed in an awkward position. She had landed sideways onto the slightly wet mud.

The right side of her cheek seemed to have swollen up due to the impact and she could taste the metallic flavour of blood in her mouth. Great. Now her beautiful face was gone too. Could things get any better? And it seemed that she had landed on her left arm which was now broken.

She coughed up blood and stood up. She was a mess right now. Bruised all over, fighting for her life. A fight she was in danger of losing without any aid. Her vision was blurred and her nose was hurting terribly. Not as badly as her now limp, left hand. She just hoped that she hadn't broken her nose.

She could bear this much pain. Her endurance and stamina have always been her strength. As far as she knew, she had been through worse. Fights were common in those days. She would usually tire her enemy first, by making them chase he around, and when they time was right she'd knock them out.

But this was something else.

"Look at you now. All broken up. I can't enjoy you now, so I might as well get rid of you or you might tell on me. Normally I drug the girls so they don't remember anything but you are so annoying, it's a waste" Zaku came into her field of vision. He was still clean, with only a few bruises here and there.

"Coward", she spat out he blood that had collected in her mouth. She flung her bang aside and pushed it behind her year.

"Say what you want." He turned around to his men- at least where he expected them to be. They weren't there though. Funny she hadn't heard or seen them for some time now.

"Finish her and let's….", he didn't get to finish his sentence as a fist collided with his face. A few seconds later he was out cold. Ino looked up to see the owner of such a fine right hook. She was met with a pair of dark-coal eyes once hidden by glasses that were now cracked and being discarded onto the ground. Dark bangs falling onto his pale face. A torchlight held firmly in his long hands. Familiar.

She knew him. She bet she did.

A person's eyes can speak more than words alone.

A/N: The next chapter has been updated too. I hate to keep myself waiting. Please give me reviews. If you don't I might lose it. And pardon me if there are a few errors here and there. I didn't get time to proof-read.