Book One: Captured Kunoichi

Book One: Captured Kunoichi



Chapter 2:



Games, Games and. . . More Games.



Itachi moved ever closer, backing Temari up against the wall. “Didn’t I tell you? That I would know?”



Temari’s back was now against the sliding glass door. She held her fan out in front of her, still encased in the iron. She held it out threateningly, hoping Itachi wasn’t as strong as he looked.



Before she knew it, both of his hands were on the wall, each arm on either side of her head, trapping her. Slowly, he pulled out a kunai, and pressed it against her cheek. It was so... cold.



“I don’t even need to use any of my Genjutsu on you. Think of what kind of damage this could do all by itself. I’m sure the Kazekage would love to see his sibling’s face all sliced up. Just imagine the anger and hatred that would bubble up inside of him if he saw that pretty face of yours scarred.” he turned it so that the point was barely touching the corner of her eye.



“Don’t. . .” she shifted uncomfortably and her fan almost slipped out of her grasp. Her fan! That was all she needed. . . “I know something that would be even better than cutting or slicing.” her voice suddenly became very alluring.



“And what would that be?” Itachi’s curiosity aroused. . . and he loved it! He leaned in closer to hear what the blonde had to say.



“Crushing!” she yelled before ramming the heavy fan into his thigh. The Uchiha leaned over in pain, while Temari pressed her fan into his leg even harder.



Finally, she leapt off the balcony. She did it! She had just escaped the clutches of an Uchiha. Unfortunately, her victory distracted her from her previous plan of jumping onto one of the trees. No matter. She would simply run into the forest and. . .



Another one?!



It was the Shark Man she ‘met’ earlier. She hadn’t exactly been introduced. Now he had a tight grip on her arms and her fan had slipped from her grasp. Screaming, wiggling, kicking, no matter what Temari did, his grip didn’t loosen in the slightest.



“Let me go!” Temari shouted, even though any other person with the slightest hint of common sense knew shouting something like that would be very pointless.



Once again, she faced the Uchiha, still held by Kisame. “Well, you certainly are a resistant little one, aren’t you?” he snarled, “Caught me by surprise.” he cupped her chin and jerked her face upwards.



Temari let out a throaty growl. “How does it feel to hold my life in your hands? You must enjoy it very much, Uchiha.”



“It’s nothing new.” Itachi had actually semi-lied. He almost always held somebody else’s life in his own hands. But she was different. He wanted to threaten and scare her. Not kill her, no, never kill, just merely let out all that defiant aura she was restraining. He wanted to see her potential.



“I see you two are having a moment.” Kisame mocked, letting Temari out of his clutches.



They ignored him. They circled each other, like snarling dogs. . . waiting for the other to attack. Neither of them wanted to give in to the temptation.



“Honestly, Uchiha. Why did you bring me here?”



“We need your brother’s demon.”



“And what will you do after that?” she asked with the slightest hint of curiosity in her voice. Finally, they both stopped in a protective position.



What they failed to realized was that the other members were watching from afar, very interested in the ‘battle’.



“Isn’t it obvious? You will be of no use to me, therefore I will dispose of you.”



“Then why should I help you?”



“You are already helping me. You just don’t realize it.” Itachi stated as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. Though, Tenari, being as smart as she was, just couldn't figure out his plan.



Temari snarled at him. “Don’t play games with me! How?”



Itachi merely smirked. “Oh, but, Temari, you’re so much fun to play games with.”



“Don’t say my name, you bastard.” she hissed at him.



Once again, the ‘dogs’ started circling each other again, studying one another with a strong, yet hidden interest.



“See what I mean?” Itachi teased, “If you weren’t so easy to agitate and confuse, I wouldn’t be so hard on you.” he stopped circling and moved closer.



“Stop, Uchiha! Don’t come near me!” Temari had finally let her fan out, ready to send slicing winds at him any moment.



“What’s the matter? I don’t bite.” The Uchiha lied



Without warning, Temari attacked, sending a deadly series of wind towards him. After it had cleared, he was standing a little to his left, unharmed. But the trees behind him were mutilated and sliced to pieces.



“That’s exactly what I mean. Look how easily I can rile you.”



Before she knew it, the Uchiha was behind her, right arm wrapped tightly around her waist, the left holding a kunai up to her neck. Temari’s fan lay in the grass.



Again.



“Oh That’s right, I almost forgot to punish you for earlier.”



“Dammit, Itachi!” Temari yelled



The kunai was pressed deeper into her neck. “Oh that won’t do at all. You are to call me Uchiha or Itachi-sama.”



“No!” Temari refused.



“Alright, how’d you like to make a deal? Either you call me by one of those titles. . . or I’ll press this kunai into you until you give in.”



Temari seemed to be ignoring him. “Let me go!” The last thing she wanted was to be in the arms of the most notorious Akatsuki member.



“So you want to play this game, too? Very well. . .” he readied the kunai



“Put me down!” Temari screamed. . .



Somewhere in Suna. . .



“Goddamn, Temari! Where could you be?!” Kankuro hit a wooden wall with his fist out of frustration.



Gaara had been sulking on a random couch. After many moments, he stood up angrily. “We need to find her.” he murmured, threateningly.



“But, Gaara, the Hokage told us to. . .”



Gaara glared at him, and Kankuro shivered when he heard the squeaking of the cork ready to pop out of the gourd and release the sand. “I said,” he repeated, “We need to find her.” He spat, walking out.



And his older brother reluctantly followed him. . .



And Somewhere in Konoha. . .



Slurp. Slurp. Slluurrp. “Ah.” Naruto exhaled after what had probably been his second bowl. Shikamaru rolled his eyes.



“Are you done, yet?” he asked.



Naruto shook his head and nonchalantly pulled out another card for a free bowl.



Instantly, a pork flavored ramen was set in front of him.



“They sure do love you.” Kiba pointed out, “Probably only ‘cause you give ‘em a lot of business.” he turned away and observed a group of cute girls standing outside the ramen shop.



“I wonder where Sakura is.” Shikamaru mumbled. “That girl’s late. What a drag. Why do we even have to go on this mission. You never even mentioned what we were doing.”



Naruto took one last gulp and explained. “We have to rescue somebody from Suna. Gaara’s sister I think.”



Not such a drag, after all, now is it?



“Oh.” Shikamaru pretended to look at the same girls Kiba was, but truthfully, he didn’t give a fig about any of them. The tension was building up inside of him as he wondered where Temari would be.



Well, you know what they say. Opposites attract, right?



“Here she comes, now!” Naruto shouted as he saw Sakura heading towards them. “Geeze, finally.” he noticed Shino traveling with her instead of Hinata.



“Sakura-chan, where’s Hinata?” Naruto asked, curious.



Surprisingly, Shino spoke up. “She’s very ill. And her Byakugan isn’t working right. Tsunade-sama suggested she stay in bed until she feels better. That’s why Neji’s not here, either.”



“And I didn’t know about this?!” Kiba snarled



Uh-oh.



“You were training somewhere in the woods.” Shino stated calmly.



“Well, forget this! I’m going to see Hinata!” Kiba ran off, leaving the other five Shinobi behind.



“Darn it, there goes another useful one.” Sakura mumbled under her breath. She was really hoping they would have Kiba and Akamaru there to sniff out Temari’s trail, and Neji or Hinata to scan certain areas. Oh well. She sighed and looked up at all the boys.



“All right, Neji and Kiba have walked out on us, but we’ll make do with the teammates we’ve got.” Sakura kicked herself. That wasn’t exactly what she wanted to say, but oh well.



“Ahem. I think you’re forgetting somebody.” Everybody heard the snobby voice behind them that belonged to none other than Ino Yamanaka. “I told you I wouldn’t lose to you Sakura.” Ino gave a quick wink. “I’m coming on this mission with you. I’ve been training with Asuma, and I want to try out some of my new moves.”



Sakura’s eyes lit up. Ino wasn’t doing this to show off. She really wanted to help her. “Alright.” she agreed.



“Should we split up, Sakura-chan?” Lee asked



“Definitely.” It wasn’t Sakura’s original plan, but now that the most important ones had left, it didn’t matter. “We need to cover as much ground as possible.”



Bet you’re wondering what the Wind Mistress and notorious Uchiha are up to, huh?



Temari lay on the ground, the tiniest scratch barely visible on her neck. Damn Uchiha. . . she cursed in her head. She didn’t even give into his game. He dropped her to get a hold of himself.



“She’s a pesky one, Itachi. Perhaps cutting off just one arm would help. . .” Kisame butt in, gripping his sword firmly.



“That’s all right, Kisame. I have a funny feeling she won’t try it again. I just need a moment alone.” Itachi replied.



Kisame silently obeyed, leading the other members away from the scene. That’s not wise to ask us to leave, Itachi. Don’t do anything you’ll regret.



“How. . . How am I helping you?!” Temari desperately wanted to know.



“You’ll know the answer soon enough.” Itachi grabbed the collar of her uniform and jerked her forward. “So. . . you thought you could escape. Didn’t I warn you?”



No answer.



“I asked you a question, Temari.” he practically spat her name, knowing she hated it. “I told you I would know, didn’t I?”



Still no answer.



“Didn’t I?” the blonde was jerked towards her captor even more.



“Yes.” Temari mumbled. She almost screamed it, but knew that’s would be exactly what he wanted. Why give the bastard Uchiha something he wanted?



“Look at you, still trying to resist me. And here I thought I had already broken you in. What do I need to do to show you who’s more powerful?”



“Get off me. . .Itachi.” Temari mocked. If the Uchiha wanted to play another game, she’d gladly join in.



“I see. As much as I’d like to see your potential, giving in would be childish.” Itachi found the will to stand up off of Temari, surprisingly. And afterwards. . . he merely walked away, making sure Temari was close to him.



What the hell was that all about?! Temari shouted in her head.



Okay, so this chapter was a bit shorter than the last. I didn’t really want to add anything onto this one, so I just cut it off where it is right now. Hope you enjoyed! Kiss, Kiss!