Living Without A Name [FINISHED]

Wake Up

Pein was the first to react when the window shattered. He immediately jumped of the bed and sprinted towards the window, warding off any intruders ready to enter. I was so numb and wounded from everything that’s happened in the last few days I knew I couldn’t stand, so I lie there, waiting. I could feel his gaze burning through me as the seconds ticked. His breathing was heavy with excitement. I knew he was waiting for a fight.

That’s when it happened, and everything flew by in slow motion. A figure flew into the room and tackled Pein to the ground, putting a kunai to his neck. My breath caught in my throat as I heard shouting of orders, then tough arms wrapping around me. No. Not again.

I cried out, my voice getting caught in my throat. I kicked around, slowly wriggling myself out of the person’s grip. “No! Pein! Save me!” I screamed, tears falling down my cheeks. A hand wrapped around my mouth, cutting off my ability to speak. A rough voice in my ear whispered, “Shh, I won’t hurt you. I’m taking you to Sasuke.”

My heart sank. Just the thought of Sasuke made me want to hurl. After everything we’ve gone through and done, nothing would cause me to voluntarily go back. “Who are you?” I asked angrily, when we were a decent distance away from the hotel.

“My name is Blent. I won’t hurt you.” But as he said those last words, his grip tightened, squeezing the breath out of my lungs. I didn’t complain once he realized my pain and loosened his grip. “You look tired. Sleep.” He breathed in my ear. I shook, then replied, “In your arms? I don’t think so.” “Your tired. You’ll fall asleep fast enough.”

And I actually did find some decent rest in Blent’s arms. I slept until we stopped in front of a small house, surrounded by dead plants and grass that will never grow back. Very earthly. “Go back to sleep. He’ll be here at dusk.” He carried me in the house and lied me on the bed. He left the room to go somewhere else, and I fell into a deep sleep.

“Hey, Six.” Someone nudged my shoulder a bit. I stirred in the sheets and looked up, facing Sasuke. “What do you want?” I spat at him. “Why am I here?” He looked away, as if thinking, then turned back to me, looking serious. “I think it’s time I’ve woke you up.”

“What do you mean? I’m awake.” I gave a confused look. What the hell?

“This, the past year, that you’ve been with me, been with the Akatsuki… it’s all in your dream. I’m not real. None of this is real.” He’s an absolute mad man. “I know this sounds confusing, but you have to listen. I’m talking to you while you sleep. Danzo sent you here for an experiment. Number Three is alive.” He’s a sick bastard. This isn’t a joke. “I want you to wake up. I want to talk to you. I’ve been watching you for a while, motoring your dreams.” So, he’s a stalker now? “Please, take this into consideration. I’m going to turn this switch off, and your going to wake up. When you see me, don’t be alarmed.” This isn’t funny. Just shut up.

But sure enough, when have I ever been right? I hear a loud siren flicker, then the silence engulfed me once again. My sight had vanished from me, leaving me in the darkness. I tried to move my body, but was completely still. Nothing worked with me.

My mind was foggy. The taste of blood engulfed my mouth, leaving me gasping for fresh air. I tired crying out for help, crying out for Pein, for Sasuke, but my voice failed. Everything came out in a croak. 

I heard a muffle, as if a lost voice from the distance finding it’s way to my ears. It got louder, leaving me frightened and excited. The words became clear. “Six. Can you hear me? Open your eyes.”

My eyes fluttered open slowly. Even by the low lighting in the room, I ended up squinting. My voice came through my throat, scaring me. “Sasuke.” 

A figure above me smiled, causing tears to form on the rim of my eyes. Why I was crying, I don’t know. 

“Hello, Six.” Said the man in front of me. I focused my sight. It was, in fact, Sasuke Uchiha.

“Sasuke.” I mumbled again, trying to find the right words other than his name. Something cold appeared on the side of my face, and I registered it to be his hand, cradling my cheek softly. “You alright?” He whispered.

“I can’t feel the rest of my body.” I croaked out, closing my eyes, leaning against his touch. “I know. It’ll wear off soon enough.”

“Do you want to see him?”  He asked, smiling a sweet smile I knew he was forcing. “See who?” I responded, still trying to wiggle my fingers with little success. “Number Three.” 

My eyes widened. This is a sick joke. He’s dead. “He’s dead.” I repeated, feeling the tears falling past my eye lids and sliding slowly down my cheeks. “He’s not dead, Six. He’s waiting for you outside that door.” He nudged his head towards the door. My breathing grew heavier as I nodded, letting him leave the room, probably fetching the man who I thought’s been dead for almost a year. 

This can’t be happening. It doesn’t make any sense. What about Pein? Itachi? Madara? Deidara? What Sasuke said…. It’s all been a dream. That can’t be. I just can’t be. 

When the door opened, and he walked in, my small cry became a sob, and when he was close enough, I sat straight up and clung onto him, digging my nails in his short black hair and sobbing into his shoulder. Three’s arms found their way around me, supporting me. 

“Sai. Never leave me again.”