Living Without A Name [FINISHED]

I Will Never Belong

I gulped as I heard his footsteps get louder. “Oh, my dear Number Six,” He said in a sing-songy voice, “you can’t keep hiding from me forever!” He got to the door, then turned the nob realizing it was locked. “Aw, that’s not being fair.” I backed up until I eventually hit something. I turned around, then jumped to see Madara so close to me. I stepped back a few feet.

“Please….” I mumbled. “Just…leave me alone.”  “Oh? I thought you liked me here.” I shook my head. He walked up to me faster then I could run away. “Oh, you look so grown up. I remember when you were so small…” He whispered, stroking my now frizzed hair. He kissed me again, and I again pushed him off of me. That was it. I’m going to kill him.

I backed into a fighting position, and didn’t wait for his move. I acted without hesitation, and jammed my fist into his neck, making him crouch on the ground trying to gain his breath. He looked at me, and managed to choke out, “Oh, your kidding.” I shook my head again, and kicked his head so he flew backwards and landed on his back to the floor. Then I turned around, and ran to the door. But when I put my hand on the knob, I felt some short of painful shock. I pulled back.

“Sorry, sweety, but I put a seal on the door. Now it’s just you and me.” Then I started to panic. I couldn’t take this…this legend. I turned to face him, and he was already on the bed. He patted the sheets next to him, the same way Pein did when I first go here.  “Come now, sit with me.” I didn’t know what to do, so I cautiously took the seat.

“Hm, now isn’t this a pretty picture? My love in the same room-bed- with me. I should be thankful.” “For what?” I barked at him. “That I get to spend these very moments with you.” He kissed me once more. Before I could fight back, he grabbed my arms and forced me onto the bed.

When we broke away for air, and yelled, “Get off me!” He snickered and continued down my neck, making me moan. I tried my best to fight him, but it was no use. But, right when he started to work off my shirt, I heard familiar voices call out, “We’re home!” Me eyes somehow glistened with hope, when I heard Madara mumble, “Shit…” He started to release his grasp, and I jumped quickly and ran to the door, which I surprisingly found un-sealed. I bolted through the door and into the leaving room where I found the rest of the gang. 

Pein gasped as I ran into him full speed, clutching onto him for dear life. He could tell I was terrified by my expression, and tried to calm me down. Luckily, I wasn’t crying, just shaking because I remembered Madara’s touch over, and over….

“What happened?” Konon asked, from beside us. “I’m not sure. But whatever it was, it must of really scared her.” I broke apart from him and gazed up at his face, which was now filled with concern. “What is it?” I shook my head. I would never be able to explain it. Then, I felt hands grab me from behind. At first I thought it was Madara, but I was somewhat relived it was Deidara instead. “What happened to my poor rag doll??” He taunted, throwing me around like he has before. “Leave her alone.” Interrupted Kakuzu from the side. 

He dropped me, now focusing on the man who questioned his actions. “What was that, Mr. Stitches?” Kakuzu instantly reacted and punched Deidara really hard in the shoulder, not giving him as much damage as he wanted to. Deidara flew back a little from the impact, but shook it off. He took his anger out on my hair, pulling it and waving my head around. “I’ll see you later, Slave~chan.” He whispered real close in my ear. But, as everyone started to crowd around me and helped me up and tried to cheer me up, I realized that they actually may care for me. Maybe this was my rightful home.

But what was I talking about. I’m always wrong about something, right?