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They were dashing through the forest. Running from an unknown threat.
“Kakashi, someone is following us,” Asuma sensei of the ‘lazy squad’ ten, said.
“I know, and I think I know who, but, that would be impossible, and also very bad for us if I’m right,” Kakashi said.
“We need to keep moving,” one of the hidden mist village ninja said, “We need to get out of here. The mist is thickening too much to be normal. It feels like a poison mist. We need to go, fast.”
“I agree, let’s go,” said the other hidden mist village ninja.
Kakashi didn't respond. Watching the trees. Searching. He turned back to the other ninjas, “Ok. Hurry. We need to get back to the village before...” He trailed off, not wanting to speak any further. If they were caught he had no idea what would happen to them.
They raced off again. The mist around them thickened even more.
“I don't like this,” Asuma muttered as he dodged a tree.
“If we stop we’re dead,” Kakashi pointed out as he ducked under a low hanging branch.
They all nodded but soon they began to lose sight of each other. They slowed for a bit until they found each other again.
“We need to be careful,” Asuma said, “We need to stay together.”
Everyone came to a stop as a figure appeared in front of them. The mist thickened further, becoming a weird thick consistency.
One of the mist village ninjas glanced behind them, “We’re surrounded.”
“Wait, he seems familiar,” Asuma started noticing the huge sword in the hand of the figure.
“I don't believe we have met, ninja of the village hidden in the leaves,” the figure said. His voice was deep and gravelly.
“I...can't...breath,” one of the hidden mist village ninjas choked out.
“This is the power of the mist, how can a mist village ninja not breathe in the mist? Has your village become that weak?” the hidden figure taunted.
Kakashi’s eyes widened. “Zabuza...” he whispered.
The other ninjas’ eyes widened in shock as they collapsed from the strange mist.
“We meet again, Kakashi.” Zabuza vanished into the mist.
Something struck Kakashi in his side. He sucked in a breath, then, everything went black.
* * *
Sasuke pulled against the ropes holding him. The ropes tightened leaving a red scratchy trace. Sasuke gasped for air. There was a thick rope tied around his neck, his skin was rough and red, he was losing blood flow to his head. His arms and legs were scratched up from being dragged across the floor.
“Loosen the one around his neck,” Itachi ordered. “We still need him alive.”
Someone behind Sasuke loosened the rope around his neck far enough that he was able to breathe. His head pounded as blood rushed back to it. He felt light-headed and dizzy. He hadn’t noticed someone was there the entire time. That wasn't good.
“I swear when I get free I will kill you,” Sasuke glared at his brother, Itachi. There was no change in Itachi’s amused expression.
“We’ll see,” Itachi responded.
“Nothing will stop me-”
“Not even if it means that your sensei could lose his life?”
Sasuke froze. “He isn't a part of this!” He shouted at Itachi, pulling the ropes forward towards his brother. His face still hidden in the shadows.
“He has been for a long time. Since the moment Obito gave him his Sharingan. I’ll leave you alone for a bit to think it over,” Itachi said, noticing the shocked expression on Sasuke’s face. Something was hidden in his voice. Itachi knew something wasn't right here. He vanished leaving Sasuke alone. Everyone was gone except for the person behind him controlling the ropes.
The person stepped out of the shadows and threw back their hood.
“I'm here to rescue you Sasuke!”
The person controlling the ropes was Sakura. She started untying the ropes wrapped around him.
There is no way this is happening right now. “Sakura! Get the hell out of here! You are so fucking annoying!” Sasuke yelled at her. Itachi knew she was here, he was giving him a chance to escape. That must have been why Itachi left. But that seems too easy. Why go through all this trouble just to let me walk out of here?
“I'm...annoying? No! I came here for you, I'm not leaving without you. Come on!” Sakura grabbed Sasuke and dragged him towards an opening in the wall ahead of them. Sasuke reluctantly let her lead him through. The moment they crossed into the next room they froze.
It had been a trick. Itachi had never left. I was right, Sasuke thought.
Itachi stood on the other side of the room. Next to him, were two other people, dressed like Itachi, wearing black cloaks with red clouds on them, all members of the Akatsuki. The two people held Kakashi between them, unconscious.
“Kakashi Sensei!” Sakura cried.
Itachi raised a dagger up to Kakashi’s throat. “Go ahead and leave Sasuke, the door is right there,” Itachi pointed at the way out.
Sakura started towards the door. Sasuke pulled her back, “If we leave, Kakashi Sensei dies. Do you really want that Sakura?”
“Your girlfriend can leave, Sasuke, but not you. You will stay with us,” Itachi said.
“She’s not my girlfriend! Sakura, get out of here,” Sasuke turned back to his brother.
“What? I'm not leaving without both of you,” Sakura responded.
“Sakura,” Itachi said, “What a pretty name. You're sure she isn't your girlfriend Sasuke? She sure seems to like you.”
Sasuke blew out an annoyed breath. He spun around and kicked Sakura in the stomach pushing her out the door.
“Sasuke…” She called. Hurt clearly evident in her voice.
“Leave me alone Sakura.” Sasuke turned back to Itachi.
“There we go,” Itachi said, pleased.
“What do you want from me?” Sasuke finally asked.
“To do as we say. You’ll see. Now come with us,” Itachi told him. And with that, Itachi grabbed hold of Sasuke and the Akatsuki vanished taking Kakashi and Sasuke with them.