Sorry there isn't too much to this chapter, mainly setting the scene, more soon ~ mwuah 3

Chapter 5

"Why didn't you just kill me!?"

That's it, the words were out, Sakura was probably going to be killed for being such a sensitive little sucker now. Kisame was stood dumbfounded, sure captives would usually ask that question, but not like this. Sprung on him like he had hurt her damn feelings or something. Where had all these emotions come from? What kind of Shinobi has a mental break down in front of their captor?

The pink mess pulled her broken wrist to her chest and heaved her heavy body off the floor with her good arm. She stood less than a metre from the shark man, eyes twitching, threatening to start the flow of tears again. Her face contorted into a scowl, one Kisame hadn't seen as of yet, He knew Tsunade had a temper on her, but could it have rubbed off onto her student?

Sakura took a shaky step in Kisame's direction "I am not a trophy! I'm a Kunoichi of the village Hidden in the Leaves and if you are going to kill me then good luck! I'll kill every last one of you if I have to! You won't keep me here, with these, these things!" She flew a pointed finger to the holes in the ground.

She felt like her blood was boiling, she was just so damn angry, why wasn't she dead? Why is she being pushed around like some kind of rag-doll? She would be better off in some dingy cell. As the words began trailing off to incoherent sounds, her body felt weak and her legs like jelly and She stumbled forward clumsily.

Shit, I must have used all of my chakra...no...Naruto...I..

He legs gave and her wavering body fell forward toward the cold ground, her eyes slowing shutting under the profound pressure as She whispered his name for maybe the last time.

-THUD-

The pink mess halted before it connected with the ground, a wash of blue and black where the last things She saw before completely passing out.

"hm" Kisame looked at the pink and red bundle laying limp over his forearm. He didn't know why he caught her, easier to throw over his shoulder this way I guess? He took the girls tiny wrist and slumped her over his shoulder with ease. Now what was he going to do with her? She was no threat, at least not anymore, She was smart enough not to try and kill him whilst he was quite blissfully asleep. In fact She probably could have done, a quick slip of the hand and he would have been dead. Kisame stood pondering his situation, did he just dispose of her? Maybe chuck her in the lake and walk away, or maybe She would conform and join the Akatsuki? It sure would be nice to have another woman about, and one with so much soul as well.

He sighed and waltzed over to a door toward the back of the room, he could barely fit through the doorway with his impressive height and this thing over his shoulder. He walked into what appeared to be his sleeping chamber and almost launched the Kunoichi onto the bed in the corner. Making almost no effort whatsoever he snatched his Akatsuki robe from the other room and also launched that onto the bed.

"Damn thing cluttering up the place, Samehada keep an eye on her, I'm going out." And with that, he grabbed his netted vest top and left through the first door.

Sakura awoke sleepily, head pounding and eyes sticky. Her peaceful awakening was interrupted by a searing pain in her hand, she quickly propped herself up on her one good elbow and looked disdainfully at her injury.

Damn, that actually happened. How long have I been out? At least I can feel some chakra coming back to me... Where am I? Am I in a...bed?

Her eyes flew open at the sight of light green bedsheets and a red and black Akatsuki cloak sprawled out over her body. She whizzed herself into a sitting position to take in her surroundings. Well she was definitely in a bed, and definitely still in that cave, but she couldn't feel that daunting sense of someone watching her anymore. Kisame had left? She concentrated what chakra she had and did a discreet overview of the surrounding area.

Two...Three..No...Seven? Seven chakra signals, and they are all the same..

A sudden fear gripped her as she took in said chakra signal, She remembered it from somewhere.

Shit, that plant thing! So i'm not alone then...Why are they so far away though? I must be in some kind of compound.

Sakura wearily rubbed her forehead before making her decision. She was massively outnumbered and didn't have a single drop of helpful knowledge on any of the ninjas that where most probably guarding this place.

Guess i'm staying put for now...

She sighed and decided she could at least try and mend her broken wrist. It wasn't a massive job so she set to work binding her bones back together with the use of her chakra. She winced in pain as she heard small cracks and creaks beneath her skin. A few painful minutes passed and Sakura was left panting and almost chakra-less, again.

Damn, couldn't heal the surface wounds, great they are covered in dirt! Most likely going to get infected, there must be a water source around here somewhere...

She begrudgingly pulled herself to her feet and slowly walked over to the door, She was utterly unimpressed by the décor and scoffed at the creak that sounded throughout the cave when she pushed the door open. She would have been scared someone would hear her but was assured that if no one came running at her with a knife for using her chakra, then a creaky door would be no problem.

That sword in the corner of the room did unnerve her though and she crept past it as if it was sleeping soundly and she ought not to wake it. She made it all the way to the bigger door before the realisation of warmth crept in on her, She was still hugging the 'blanket' to her chest and around her shoulders. She peered down and let out a small squeak, it wasn't the pale green cheap duvet cover, it was that damn cloak. Sakura looked at the thing like it repulsed her and tossed it onto the floor before stepping out into the breezy tunnels of the cave.

What felt like hours went by as Sakura tip toed through the winding pathways, hand touching the cold walls as if to keep her stable. As she was starting to lose hope a almost delightful smell crept into her nose, water! A small smile appeared on her lips as She began to trace the smell to it's direction, her walking picked up pace and before She knew it, she was standing outside on lush green grass, a blissful summer breeze blowing through her hair.

Kisame shook his hair to rid it off the excess water and trudged out of the lake to find his clothes. Sakura had been out nearly a whole day, last he went to check on her She was snoring lightly under his cloak, clutching it tightly in one hand. He felt a small sense of protectiveness swell up inside him, which he just as quickly replaced with the need to spill some blood. He pulled his pants and vest top on and set off back to the hideout to retrieve Samehada, he could definitely do with some combat to stretch his muscles, and clear his mind.

He began to stroll leisurely back to the compound when a faint smell of blood caught his senses, He smirked sinisterly as his previous wishes may just become a reality. He jumped expertly into the nearest tree and sat and waited for the doomed traveller.