Red Wind Lullaby

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I do not own Naruto? And right now I’m not caring so much about the script already given ^_^ I make up my own script after all it Fanfiction!!! ^_^

“It kills does it not?”
“The child, Tazu, not her!” She felt her whole body ice over. They were going to kill her child? She covered her mouth to muffle the awed gasp and at once began coughing as a reminder of why she had made her way downstairs. At once the discussion, if you wish to call it that, between her parents ceased and she could do no more but to go on downstairs coughing still.
“Kanna?” Her father looked at her with many emotions rushing through him at once, most prominent had been a look of complete and utter loss.
“Have you caught a cold?” Her mother came at her with her body language screaming maternal advice would follow. “You ought to be careful as you can’t take any medicine with the baby.” Almost all at once both her and her father gave the same crazy stare.
“So now its all about my baby and my baby’s well being.”
“Well why wouldn’t I show concern for my grandchild.”
“Are you mad woman?!?” Kanna raised her voice and began coughing once more. Holding that thought She went to the sink to take some sips right from the faucet ignoring her mother’s sounds of disgust. Once taking her fill she then turned back on her mother. “Not only a moment ago I heard you talking about poisoning this child!!!” At once the woman’s face contorted into anger.
“You listen to me missy. I’ve worked to hard to keep appearances up. Jiro being the only boy was meant to be a skilled warrior much like his father, but because his body is weak I may as well have the next best thing a perfect daughter. I’ve tried to be a perfect mother to you and all you do is rebel and do things your way ignoring the things people say and how it reflects this family.” All at once anything Kanna had ever wanted to say to her mother for pushing her fell to nothing as she was seeing a completely different side of her mother. “Its one thing if it was a boy in this village. Men and their words are easy to convince that your naive demeanor let you fall, but to be taken advantaged of because of your stupidity by a faceless man.” Her mother paused taking a deep breath.
“Well, then, after all your hard work everything still fell apart.” She looked at her mother. “See what lying gets you.” She looked at her father whose face now expressionless and bored. With and exasperated sigh she left the two alone and proceeded upstairs.
“Maia?” He simply sighed looking at his wife.
“Don’t?. Don’t say anything.” She didn’t even bring herself to look at him.


The next few days had grown to be so tense with the family. Kanna had begun to suspect everything her mother would try to give her and that would only thicken the tension between them. She begun to lack sleep After that falling out she begun to fabricate images of her mother trying to smother her in her sleep, or perhaps coming at her with a knife stabbing her abdomen then rushing her to the doctor about some mistake of her having some weird emotional state?
“I can’t stay here?” Kanna finally concluded sitting up in the middle of the night At once her left hand hit a small clatter of empty bowls, food that she had begun preparing herself after receiving some insight to her mother’s personality. With another moment’s passing she wiped the sweat away from her brow and groaned a bit at the nauseating feeling she was beginning to experience all over again. “You settle down you. I know my cooking isn’t so good, but I suggest you get used to it and quickly.” Kanna fussed before a burp made its way up and at once the nausea stopped. With a sigh she grabbed the cup of hers that she kept close watch over and made her way downstairs to get water from the tap. It wasn’t the best tasting water, but she could trust her mother didn’t have the connections to do something to the tap.
“No?.. Staying is not an option?” She gulped down her glass of water, filled it again and rushed to the upstairs closet, where her father frequently kept his traveling gear, whenever he was needed else where. Taking the large backpack she made her way back to her room and begun packing something of the utmost importance. About halfway full she figured she’d have enough clothes and she would need to set aside more money than whatever was saved from birthdays, the occasional reward for good deed, and non-perishables. Closing the bag she proceeded to hide it in the depths of her closet and decided tomorrow will be the beginning of her final decision.
“Kanna?” Jiro slowly peeked the door open and looked at her. “Why are you still awake? Is it your stomach again?” She looked back at him, the look on his face clearly read he knew something was amiss.
“Yes?” She put her hand to her stomach. “I’ve gone to get water already?Why are you still awake.”
“Bathroom?”
“Oh?” She sipped her water and moved back to her bed. “I think I’m going to try and rest again.”
“Goodnight.” He slid the small opening shut and made his way back to his own bedroom.
“Kami-sama? I know this will be rough? but give me the strength to work hard and salvage a life away from this place for? us.”
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“NO!, PLEASE!!!!” She sobbed and he proceeded to slide his hands along the folds of her kimono. Her obi elsewhere on the floor so the material loosened quite easily. “Please?” She looked up into his face with blurred eyes. His eyes of pure red seemed so fixated on her heavily endowed chest. Yes, he definitely planned to have his way with her. Practically tearing the material away his mouth dove right in sucking on her pink nipples and his teeth quickly sunk in drawing blood.
She yelped in pain losing all fight in her legs and he parted them quite easily while hands slid the hem up to her waist. Her pretty brown eyes widened as she now had one, maybe two later of material between her body and his hard rod against her leg, and none of those layers were her own as he made quick work.
“Please” Her voice came out weaker than even she expected. With a final sob almost as if her prayers were answered screams of fright could be heard down the hallway and the male on top of her stopped at once. Once he stood he began smoothing out his attire and left wordlessly leaving her tied to the table exposed and weepy. One glance around the room of terrified people and the serrated way come on the walls were scraped up meant one thing, his partner had come with a purpose to disturb him?
“Kisame?.” He glanced around for any sign of his partner only to find better, Kisame standing against a tree. With a bit of a glare aimed at his partner he needn’t say a word. “You better be prepared to make up for what was lost.”
“We’ve been called back.” He held up a paper. “Two days we have to be there and we have to leave now if we plan on living further.”
“I see?” He inwardly sighed at the lack of pleasure but let on nothing to Kisame. Immediately the two took off. One knowing the very moment they made even the slightest stop he’d have to “perform” And the other ready for instant gratification.
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“She?.left?” Jiro stared at the nicely made bed in his sister’s room. That was where he’d found the note made out to him? and all that note read was? “Farewell?”