Kidnapped

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Asuka POV
I was walking to Ichiraku Ramen shop and I fell. On my face. And then I blacked out. I know that sounds stupid, but I think someone grabbed my ankles from the ground. I think someone knocked me unconscious after that.
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TIMESKIP (I don't know how long)

When I came to, I worked out that my wrists and ankles were tied to a chair. And my kunai pouch was gone. And my forehead protector was gone. Tears threatened to fall. I really loved that forehead protector.

I felt at least 9 pairs of eyes watching me. And then what I didn't want to happen happened. Tears spilled out. I could feel some people raising their eyebrows. And I stayed like that for what felt like hours. Then I heard a door creak open. I looked up to see a blurry figure. He or she had purple-y, blue-y hair. They had the cloak that was black with red clouds outlined in white on. And they had ninja shoes on. I noticed that the person had light brown eyes.

'Here to laugh at me?' I think bitterly. "Hey. I'm sorry. They went overboard." She apologised. And then got angry at the last bit. The tears finally dried up. "That's NOT HOW YOU TREAT LADIES!" She yelled back at the door. I smiled a small smile. "Ah. There's the smile I've been looking for!" She says happily.

I don't say anything. "Hi! I'm Konan!" She greets. "I'm Asuka Sasaki." I reply. "You know, those corpses you created were the spitting images of those old hags!" I flinch. 'She knows' I think. "I know that those tasks that we tried to give you was too hard. But we need the old hags out of the way." She says.

"Well, I am great at making corpses so that's why I didn't actually kill them." I reply. Konan starts untying the ropes.

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