Tenshi gazed up at the sky, colored briliant colors of blue, orange and yellow, as the sun started its lazy descent. He let out a smile, as he increased his pace, pushing his body to run faster. The pack at home, had run for days on end with no rest, so he continued onward. He hadn't slept for the past three days, and had been running non stop save a drink of water here and there. Today, he'd covered nearly fifty miles in twelve hours.

I miss them, already. I kind of wish I didn't-

His thoughts cut off, as his senses picked up various new signatures. His eyes saw disturbances on the wind, two feminine perfumes filled his noses, and the shuffle of feet on leaves, filled his ears. He skidded to a halt, his body bent at the waist. He shifted his head left and right before sidestepping a senbon, which nicked his ear open. He watched as both kunoichi appeared in front of him, senbon in hand.

"Yuki. Be careful. We don't know what he's capable of. Once we capture him, you interrogate."

"Hai," the younger girl replied. Tenshi's eyes wandered over the young girl, captivated by her beauty. Her eyes sparkled pink with some unbridled power. Yet...there was a depth of coldness to it, that caused him to shiver in fear.

Careful. Two on one. The pack would cut off and attack. So they will do the same to me.

He shifted his foot, well aware of how to deal with the situation. He lifted a hand and opened his headband, activating his kekki genkai. The first person to see them was the Jounin, who stopped, her ninja tools falling to the ground, as the jutsu took hold. He closed them before the girl could be affected, and sat on his haunches. He returned the headband back to its original position.

"Damnit! What happened? One minute I'm standing there and the next, my entire body is itching like a hive of bees is stinging me."

He watched the younger girl tense, her eyes on him.

"I don't want trouble," he whispered, shifting his gaze to the older woman. He sympathized with her, and would fix the pain, when given the chance.

"You shouldn't have attacked, my mother than," the girl spoke, her voice dripping poison.

"You attacked first," he replied. He glanced back to the woman, noticing her eyes were on him, as she scratched her arms.

"Please. I'll tell you what you want to know. I don't want trouble."

"TOO LATE!" the clone screamed.

He glanced behind himself, in time to be washed over with a huge cloud of fire. He whimpered as it singed his skin. He curled himself up, letting the backpack take most of the heat, before jumping as the jutsu dissipated.

The girl appeared in front of him, a millisecond later, ANBU blade swishing through the air. He grabbed her wrist, and leaned in, thrusting his knee towards her chest. She blocked it and shifted her blade towards his heart.

No!

He let go of her, and jumped back, watching as she inhaled again.

He formed ram, his kekki genkai reactivating.

Shinkirō no Jutsu! (Mirage Jutsu).

He landed on a tree branch, and ducked behind it, forming another afterimage of himself, which dashed towards the girl. He ducked under the giant fireball, and formed three more, his chakra fading as the last solid image dashed forward. He appeared a second later, his sharpened nails, inches from her throat. The blade shifted up to block the attack, barely making it in time. He noticed her eyes widened in fear, as he grabbed the tool.

"Stop..please?" he begged, skidding to a halt.

"NO!" her anger fueled response came.

I have no choice. I'll heal her mom, then let them come at me. I'm out of chakra and already injured enough.

Tenshi dashed left, and sped as fast he could towards Anko, arriving before Yuki could stop him. His hand touched her temple as he formed a half seal. The last of his chakra faded as he healed her nerve, skidding to a halt. As Anko stood up, he placed both hands in an X formation across his chest, as the Anbu blade penetrated both of his wrists. He let out a loud yelp, lowering his gaze away. He hit the tree hard, falling in a heap to the ground. Blood drenched the white one piece he wore, and he winced as she pushed on the tool, aiming for his heart.

"I'll kill-!"

"Yuki. STOP!"

The woman's voice was harsh, and he glanced in her direction, watching as the Jounin pulled her pupil off of him.

His head grew dizzier as blood poured out of the wound. The world swirled once, before he was consumed with darkness.

"He's not dead yet. We have to rush him to the village, for medical care," Anko Mitarishi spoke, her hand on the blood covered ninja tool.

"He deserves to-"

"He didn't mean us harm. You know better," Anko said, her tone harsh. The fourteen year old was overly eager to please her, which often caused more harm than good.

"Let's go," she said, scooping up the boy in a swift movement.

"O..ok."

The two kunoichi headed back for Konoha, leaves whipping up as a man with red eyes watched from the darkness.