"Lord Third, I think you need to be taking this a bit more seriously." I was beginning to get frustrated. I came to the Hokage after I talked with Sasuke the other day, and I've been giving him updates as well. So far Sasuke's demeanor has remained the same, an irritated teenager. But just last night and this morning he seemed somewhat elated and giddy, almost excited for something to come.
Nearly unseen from behind the numerous stacks of paper and documents on his desks, Sarutobi responded.
"I would like to be able to take it seriously, Kakashi, but there's nothing to suggest that this could be an issue. He hasn't done anything questionable and even if he has, we haven't seen it. You need probable cause for something like this. It's a very serious accusation." He rubbed his temples in an perturbed manner. He understood the possible severity of the situation, but was stuck. How could he take action if there was not sufficient evidence?
"I do trust you on this, but we can't do anything yet. We can only watch him for now, so I can have a team of jonin watch them. They'll be looking in on your training, too, but feel free to continue investigating at your own leisure. They're your students, after all," he said. "As for this conversation, keep it a secret from your team at all costs until we know more abou-"
At that moment the door to the Hokage's office flew open. Two shinobi ran in, panting and out of breath. I recognized them as Izumo and Kotetsu, the chunin who guard the gate in and out of the village.
"Lord third! We saw Sasuke Uchiha leaving the village with a large bag. We didn't see that he was on a mission, so we sent someone to check with people he knows, but no one knew anything. Upon checking his residence everything seems in order except.."
"What is it, Izumo?"
"We found a necklace inscribed to (y/n, y/l/n) in his apartment. We thought she might know something, but no one can find her either. We even scoped out her residence and found a suspicious note." He walked over to the desk and set down a small piece of paper.
The Hokage sighed and rubbed his temples again, staring intently at it. He sat in his rumination of mild exasperation for a moment, contemplating what could be done.
"Well, this does seem to be cause enough, I suppose. I'm going to send out an ANBU unit and I'd like you to join them, Kakashi."
"But, what about Naruto, Lord Third?"
"I will arrange for him to train with another team for now. Izumo, Kotetsu, wait here for an ANBU unit and explain everything to them when they get here. Kakashi, you should prepare to leave, and you should have a look at this." He hands me the note so I can see what it says.
I will kill anyone that tries to take her from me. She's mine.
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HALF AN HOUR AGO
My eyelids are so heavy. I must not have slept well at all. It takes what feels like all of my strength to start opening them, slowly, like I can't move at all.
"Finally, are you awake for good this time?" I hear an annoyed voice ask. It must be Sasuke. What's going on?
"Sa-ssuh-sasu-" I try to force out. My whole body feels heavy too, and I can't move my arms or legs. I try to move again, and this time I manage to feel the rope around my arms. Rope?? I'm tied up??? This can't be good.
When my eyes open completely, I look around the room. this must be Sasuke's house. There's Uchiha clan symbols present, and it's dark and broody. Sasuke is sitting over at the edge of his bed and I'm sat on the floor, arms and legs tied so I can't move. If I could just move my body a little easier I might be able to use an escape jutsu, I think to myself.
"You won't be able to use an escape jutsu. You're partly paralyzed," He smirks. "I'm glad that you're finally awake, though, because I have a surprise for you." He walks over to his closet and pulls out a huge black duffle bag, positively beaming from ear to ear. "This is for you," he says, and starts to unzip it.
He walks over to me with that evil smile, holding the duffle bag open to me.
"Get in."
What the fuck? Is he out of his damn mind? I try to wiggle and make some noise in protest, which I suppose angered him. The very next moment my face was met with a swift backhand. I'm shocked, I've never seen this behavior from him before. He's like a whole different person, and the darkness in his eyes is like a deep void.
"Fine, I guess I'll help you get in the bag. But I don't want to have to do that again, so you better listen to me and do whatever I say. I can make it hurt worse than that." He roughly grabs me and starts working the bag up and around my half paralyzed body.
I realize at this point that maybe I shouldn't be taking all of this so lightly. He's serious, and this isn't a joke. I don't know what his plans are with me, but just based off of how he's acting right now, I think I can safely assume they aren't good. I can't allow myself to get scared yet though. Someone is going to notice that I'm gone. Someone is going to notice... I hope. Sasuke interrupts my anxious thoughts with a snark tone.
"You know, (y/n) whenever I had dreamed of tying you up and having you all to myself, it wasn't at all like this. But I can't wait any longer, and the Hokage is bound to find out about this soon. I don't have the time to do what I want to do to you... yet."
That's really what he wants from me? This bastard is getting my foot up his ass the moment I get a chance to lodge it there.
I could only manage to let out gurgles and groans at this point. My limbs won't work, and neither will my voice. How in the world am I supposed to get out of this? He brings the bag up to my neck, and looks at me, almost tenderly for a moment. I, however, am trying my best to scowl at him. I want to say and ask so many things, but how can I when I can't even speak?
"Ss- sa suhh ke?"
"Oh that's cute, you're getting your voice back," He chuckles. "Unfortunately, though, this means that you'll be able to move soon. You'll get all of your muscle function back and that would ruin my plan."
I scrunch my face at him in disgust.
"Sorry, sweetheart, but you're going to sleep. I don't need you getting in the way," he says as he comes at me with a drink. I'm not going to drink that, I think.
He decides that I will, and pulls the same move on me when I fed him after sensei's bell test. He grabs hold of my nose so I have to open my mouth and gasp for air. Immediately he pours the drink into my mouth but I spit it back out at him before he can force me to swallow it. It's disgusting, a sour flavor with a wild bitter tang. It tastes like battery acid. The liquid spews from my mouth onto his face, soaking him. At this, he turns not livid, but darkly angered. Simmering and seething, one could say.
"I suppose this is the thanks I get for saving you from someone like him. He must have brainwashed you, but don't worry. I can make that all go away. You're mine now, (y/n). I can keep you safe from an idiot like him. You don't have to be scared anymore."
This dude is fucking crazy.
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