You Are Mine (ItachiXreader)

THE STRUGGLES

The voices in the room were now pouring into your ears like an echo.

Your eyes were losing their focus but you could still see him guarding on you.

"You will make a great.... Puppet...."

He said and chuckled as he saw you getting weak. The black screen appeared before your eyes.

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You open your eyes slowly with a sharp headache and you found yourself sitting on the ground next to the wall. Your eyes gained their focus and you looked around and saw hundreds of wooden puppets hanging from the ceiling.

You heard the familiar voice of humming. You looked to your left and saw Sasori singing to himself while making a puppet model on his table. He was completely drunk and could hardly stand straight.

You made sure you didn't make any noise and slowly pulled yourself on your feet. You almost lost your balance because of Sasori's poison still running in your veins but you mustered your strength and quietly stepped forward.

Sasori was completely lost in his work and singing besides his impaired state could hardly notice anything.

You rolled your hand into Fist and brutally attacked on his red head. His head crashed into his equipment table splitting the table in two pieces.

His body fell on the ground in an awkward manner. You braced yourself for a fight while you looked around for your escape plan. But Sasori didn't get up, you knocked him out.

You didn't want to stay there one more second to make sure he is out. You quickly rushed to the door and exit.

You ran as fast as you can in those dingy hallways trying desperately to find one and only man, Itachi.

Eventually your legs gave up and your knees crashed into the ground dragging you forward until the friction stopped it.

You groaned and straighten your legs only to find the bloody and swollen knees. You wanted to tear up.

Not for the wounds, but for your teammates, who sacrificed their lives while fighting with Akatsuki Defence line.

The grief was inside you building up and today it finally burst out and tears shattered on your cheeks continuously.

Your mind was know giving you flashback of all the good times with them and how you were so strong and respected my every Ninja in the village, until.... until you are stuck in this hell hole and lost all your teammates.

Tears were now flowing with more speed as you fisted your hands. You felt like giving up.

"This house is full of psychos.... I don't want to be in them....anymore...." you whispered to yourself.

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The door slowly opened of your room and Itachi stepped inside. He stood there in shock as his eyes scanned the room. It was a complete mess, his room was the neatest and tidiest room in this hideout but he couldn't believe on his eyes what he was seeing.

Itachi ran outside in the hallway looking around, he didn't know what he was looking for in exact, but deep down he knew he was looking for a single thread that could connect to you. Raven activated his Sharingan and headed away.