My Man, My Money

Not Planned

"GET DOWN!"

It took everything in me not to snap back at him; when he started giving orders, but I had Naruto to worry about so I wasn't gonna argue. I grabbed Naruto's head and kept it tucked it to my chest. He grinned my shirt trembling in fear.

I didn't know who these dumbass were but god damn they pissed me off. The one time I try and bring my love out of the condo this bullshit happens. The one fucking time.

"ALL CLEAR, LETS MOVE!"

I grabbed Naruto's hand yanking him to his unsteady feet, dragging him behind me as we peaked around corners. Normally I would have treated him like he was porcelain doll, but now was not the time for that. Not when we were being shot at for some unknown reason.

We snuck into Itachi's office, barricading ourselves in to give us some time. As he began to enter in his emergency code, I turned to Naruto.

Debris covered his face, and clothes. When our eyes locked I saw all of the hurt and confusion he was feeling. I tucked my gun away in my waist and moved to cup his face; and begin to whisper my never ending apologies, but he flinched.

His head jerked away and his body moved a step back, eyes squeezed shut. I froze when I heard him whisper words I never wanted to hear him say. "Y-you lied to me..."

My heart dropped to my shoes, "Naruto-"

"Lets go! We don't have all night. Deidara you take Naruto, Junko and Kurou you go with them." I didn't look to know it was Itachi that was talking, I was still eye locked with Naruto.

"But boss-"

"Sasuke and I can handle ourselves. You stay with them and keep them safe. That's an order." Itachi hissed.

"Yes, Sir." Naruto's hand was grabbed and pulled away from me. My eyes followed his every more, as he was pulled into a small hidden elevator. They were going to go underground, into the safety shelter we had first built when we moved here. I never thought we would ever need it but now, I was grateful that we had it.

When the doors were getting ready to shut Naruto sent me one last glance before having the door close on us.

It wasn't until an anderson am15 was shoved into my chest that I snapped out of my daze. My eyes no longer staring at a bookcase but now locked with my brothers. "I know you want to go after him and explain everything right now, but you can't explain everything to him if you don't even know why this is happening."

With a short nod I grabbed the gun. He was right though, it was a terrible way to try and motivate me but it was enough to get me moving again, and that's all that matter right now. A man that doesn't act, is a dead man.

The thick and heavy air was slowly beginning to heat up into a humid rage. I was beginning to get pissed, as I filling my pockets with amo. I try so fucking hard to keep this bullshit of a life hidden, and I some how get fucked over. I do everything right; stay hidden, never say the truth, and always keep my emotions in check. Yet, I still get fucked in the ass.

I could see in the corner of my eye that our barracked was beginning to give in the corner of eye, and my rage began to spill over the edge. It was like I snapped because the next thing I knew, I was shoving away the barracked and shooting at these ass with hot white rage. I didn't know what had come over me but I felt as though I wasn't in my body anymore.