Book One: Captured Kunoichi

Book One: Captured Kunoichi

Chapter 4:
Memory Loss

So, like. . . what happens in this chapter is very self-explanatory, no? Unless you’re a moron who accidentally stumbled across and ‘M’ rated story and managed to read all the way to chapter 4. But I highly doubt that. All of my readers seems pretty intelligent. ;3

And now I give you. . . CHAPTER 4!!

Itachi didn’t stop coming into her room and he even made her follow him around almost 24/7. In fact, he seemed to be hanging around more than usual. Fortunately he hadn’t tried his Mangekyou Sharingan on her since that night.

Temari went into thought. Ever since he had kidnaped her, all he did was try to make agreements with her. When was he going to realize that Gaara would be here any day now to. . .

Whoa! Hold the phone! If she was here, then Gaara would obviously come looking for her. And if he happened to find her he wouldn’t stand a chance against any of the Akatsuki members! So that must mean. . .

“I’m just the bait.” Temari whispered to herself.

“What was that?” Itachi turned towards her, even though she guessed he had already heard what she had said.

“I’m just the goddamn bait! How could you do this! You’re all bastards!”

Itachi clapped, even though he didn’t seem to be the least bit surprised that she had figured it out by now. “Very good, Temari. You’ve figured out our dastardly plan. Now what are you going to do?”

“What I should have done a long time ago!” Temari reached for her fan, which she was now allowed to carry. Unfortunately, the Uchiha was too quick for her and she was pinned against the wall. She saw the their reflections in the mirrors. He held her body up by the neck.

“Oh, look, we have a stubborn little child. If you’d like to take another 72 hour trip to my world, I’d gladly oblige.” he threatened

“I’m not playing another one of your ridiculous games, Uchiha.” Temari snarled, attempting, and pretty much failing, to stand her ground.

“Oh, you’re already playing. You’ve just been losing.” His face was unpleasantly close to hers, but the Mangekyou wasn’t showing itself, so she glared right back.

“I don’t think you’ve been trying hard enough.” Itachi stated “You’re starting to bore me, Temari. You don’t really fight back.”

Temari didn’t answer. She heard footsteps down the hall coming towards them and the Uchiha did not loosen his grip on her throat. She struggled a bit but he inwardly refused to put her down. Even after the footsteps arrived, she didn’t stop struggling. Once again, it was his annoying shark partner, Kisame.

“They’ve found the inhabitant of the six-tailed demon.” he stated with a smirk, handing Itachi a scroll.

Finally, the Uchiha dropped Temari and she watched curiously as he read. Purposely, he kept it held high, so her wandering eyes could not read as well.

“Let me see it.” Temari demanded

Itachi looked down at her. “Why? It’s of no importance to you. You have nothing to gain by reading it.”

Temari felt her face reddening from anger. “Just let me read it!”

Itachi smirked. “Curiosity killed the cat.”

Temari sighed. Yashamaru used to tell her that all the time. “But satisfaction brought him back.” she retorted

“The only thing you need to know is that we’re making a little trip to the village Hidden in the Clouds, and you get to tag along. Won’t that be fun?.” he mocked

“No! I want out of here right now! I’ve been here long enough!” she yelled, trying to walk past him. He merely blocked her way. “Move it, Uchiha!”

“You’re going to keep us company, whether you like it, or not.” he glared, his voice suddenly turning extremely malicious.

He grabbed her frail wrists, pushing his thumb on her palms to bend both of them back in a painful position. Temari felt herself being pushed up against the wall. Itachi moved close to her ear. “Make a decision, Temari.” he purred.

Ew. His breath was so. . . warm. It didn’t smell terrible or anything, but there was just something about it that made her twitch. Something untrustworthy. Without warning, Temari went limp and her body pushed slightly up against his. Kisame smirked inwardly as he noticed Itachi’s eyes widening. He wondered if his Akatsuki partner ever even had a girlfriend; it seemed like Temari knew exactly what buttons to push.

“Alright, Uchiha. I’ll go. But . . . you’ll have to let go of me.” she whispered in his ear.

Itachi felt the compelling urge to reply a simple ‘no’, but Kisame was there. Which, unfortunately, meant that he had to forfeit before things went too far.

Slowly, his grip loosened and his hands dropped to his side. Temari backed away, picking up her fan and quickly shooting the Uchiha a look of pure lust. Kisame didn’t see it, and Temari didn’t realize she had done it, either. In fact, if Itachi himself had blinked, he would have missed it.

Temari was quite reluctant to go with Itachi and Kisame. During the trip she found out that the inhabitant of the six-tailed demon was a girl with an abnormal complex. Her skin was way too dark for her hair to be blonde and her eyes to be blue, but because the six-tailed beast was inside of her, she had those features. Plus, the inhabitant was no older than ten, no younger than seven.

She knew what would happen if they kidnaped her. It was a certain death. But for some strange reason, Temari had agreed.

It wasn’t long before they reached the village. Itachi and Kisame were to explore, while Temari waited on the outskirts. Basically, she was useless here, and wondered why the Uchiha wanted her to tag along. Another game, perhaps?

Now, she was all alone. Seemingly, now was her chance to escape, but she didn’t want to face the wrath of the Uchiha. Once again, he warned her that he would still know. Not to mention he threathened he had a very powerful being stalking her brother, and if she tried anything funny, Gaara and Kankuro would be killed.

‘Maybe he’s bluffing.’ she thought, ‘Maybe I should just head back right now.’

Suddenly, she heard an angry sob up in a tree. She looked up into the branches. It was the girl they were looking for! Temari shouted up at her.

“Hey, you! Come on down. I gotta tell you something!”

The girl jumped down. She was at least a foot and a half shorter than Temari. Her eyes were extremely red and puffy. “What’s wrong?” Temari asked

“The village elders think I’m the one who caused the last thunderstorm! I did no such thing, I have better things to do!” she shouted

“You sure are pretty open, considering I’m a stranger.”

The girl looked up. “Well, you did ask me what was wrong. I just answered your question.” she suddenly jumped into the branch above Temari’s head. “Now what did you want to tell me?”

Temari looked around for the Akatsuki members and spoke in a hushed tone. “You have two very bad men after you. They’re after the demon inside of you, and if they get a hold of it, you die.”

Her eyes widened. “I’ve heard of them! My grandpa said I would be a target. . . I just didn’t think it would be so soon!”

“You’ve got to get out of here! Now!”

The girl hesitated. “Go, run!” Temari yelled. The girl dashed off into the forest.

“How cute, Temari. You’re trying to be the hero.”

Temari whirled around to find the Uchiha and the Shark Man. This was so not good news for her. ‘Does this guy read minds, or something?’ she thought desperately.

Itachi turned to his partner. “Kisame, go after the six-tailed inhabitant.” he suddenly looked down on Temari. “I’ll take care of you.” his voice deadly.

Kisame was gone. And Temari was stuck with the Uchiha bastard. A very mad Uchiha bastard. “So. . . you thought I wouldn’t know.” Temari was pushed up against the tree. Her body wriggled, and flailed. “You still think you can beat me. You just don’t get it.” his left hand held her arms behind her back, while his right arm squeezed her neck. “You’re a poor excuse for a shinobi. Why would you let her go like that?”

“Because. . .” Temari answered. “She doesn’t deserve to die just because she was chosen to harbor a demon. Why do you even want it, anyway?”

Itachi’s glare softened, but not by much. “I won’t answer that. But I will say this: Sometimes for one person to live, another’s life must be taken.”

Temari raised an eyebrow. “That makes no sense.” she said

“That’s not the point.” Itachi snapped

The Uchiha stepped closer and Temari’s legs wriggled again, causing them to become entwined with his. This is so not the position she wanted to be in, but she didn’t dare move again. Her left leg wrapped around his left and her right leg had moved itself in between his legs, her knee pushed up against his thigh.

Hoping the Uchiha didn’t notice, Temari slowly slid her legs down and backed up against the tree once again.

Itachi mocked her. “Was that position too much for you?” Shit, he had noticed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Temari lied, a crimson colored blushed revealing itself on her face.

“Oh really? Because it was kind of like. . .this.” He wrapped his left leg around her calf, and his knee on the other leg pushed up against her thigh. Nonetheless, Temari stood still. If she moved, who knows how worse she’d make things.

Temari rested her head on the tree and closed her eyes. “Stop it.” she requested.

The Uchiha moved closer. “What was that?” he asked, pushing his knee up slightly.

“Please, stop!” she yelled

Surprisingly, the Uchiha lowered his legs and backed off. Temari’s eyes opened. Her face was very passive and calm. Finally, Itachi did something that absolutely baffled her. He let go of her! Usually he did it very roughly, sometimes causing her to bruise; but this time his grip slowly loosened in a gentle way.

She looked up at him and watched him back away. Suddenly, her breathing sped up, and her heart pounded twice as fast before she decided to dash away.

While taken by slight surprise, he, being an S class criminal, he was way too fast for her. “I still can’t believe you’re trying to run away.” Without thinking, he grabbed her by the collar and threw her up against another tree.

Before she could react, Itachi had her by the collar again, tossing her up into the air. With a burst of chakra, he leapt to her level, snatching her and flung her towards the ground. Finally, Temari pulled out her fan.

Itachi searched for the kunoichi. She was supposed to be in a crater by now. Looking up, he saw her flying above him on her fan. Within seconds, she was now on a tree, prepared to use her weapon.

“Kamaitachi no Jutsu!” she shouted before she sent a series of deadly winds at the Uchiha. It was too late before she realized it was a clone. Reluctantly, she turned, only to receive a smack from Itachi that caused her to fall from the tree.

Damn, that hurt! She smashed into a tree, the back of her head throbbing like hell. Almost immediately, she lost consciousness.

They had completed their mission. Kisame had easily caught the little ten-year-old despite the fact that she could move pretty fast for her age. The point was, they now had the six-tailed-demon.

Even more satisfying, Itachi had, to put it quite frankly, beat Temari to a bloody pulp. She was stuck in bed until she woke up. Then he could gloat, and smirk all he wanted about his victory.

Life was just peachy.

Itachi heard a slight grumble. He looked over at Temari to find that she was already stirring, despite the fact that she had taken a pretty hard blow to the head.

Slowly, but surely, she sat up, rubbing the back of her head. Itachi sensed something wrong when he heard her gasp, and her eyes widened to the size of tennis balls. Frantically, she looked around the room and her breathing was extremely unstable. She sounded like she was hyperventilating.

“I. . . don’t remember a thing. . .” she sobbed as she turned toward Itachi. “Hey. Who am I?” she asked.

The Uchiha walked over to Temari. He towered over her, trying to hide his smirk. Oh yes. . . life was definitely peachy keen at the moment. “Your name is Temari Uchiha.” he said kneeling to her level.

She raised an eyebrow, suspicious of him. “And who might you be?”

Itachi let out a sigh. “My name is Itachi Uchiha.” he paused for a moment and made sure they were making eye contact. “I am your husband.”