My Life (Itachi Uchiha)

Chapter 8: Lost and Found

I AM BACK!

ENJOY!

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I followed Rie through the elegantly decorated halls of my prison. The hem of her long, red, dress dragged on the embroidered carpet that spanned the long, winding hall. I looked back and saw two huge guys trailing us, and to my left, the girl from earlier trudged.

"Now," said Rie without looking back at us, "Tell me your name."

"Why should I?" snapped the girl. Rie lifted a bony hand and snap her fingers; almost immediately, the sound of a senbon slicing through the air whispered in my ear, followed by a grunt. My eyes widened as I turned to the girl to see a senbon sticking out of her left shoulder.

"Now, tell me your name," ordered Rie.

"Ukama Mizumi," grunted the girl through gritted teeth.

"Such a pretty name," mused Rie, "And you?"

There was a beat of silence and the sight of Rie's hand got my brain and mouth working.

"Akachi," I rushed out.

"Ahhhh, red blood," said Rie mostly to herself. "The person who named you must have been a... well person of bloodlust."

My heart panged as an image of Itachi flashed across my mind. My mind also wondered to Sasuke which made my head hang low. I let them down.

"I will change your names," announced Rie, making my head snap up and my personality to switch almost instantly.

"Excuse my blackness?" I asked with a raised brow, "I think not."

"Do you need punishment for defying me, Best friend?" asked Rie.

I've always had a fear of needles and the thought of one slicing through my skin as some sick and cruel punishment, made my skin crawl.

"No," I grunted, "But I'd rather keep my name. It was given to me by someone special."

"Honey, I am the only special person who you have now," chuckled Rie. "Let's see, what will your new names be? You need something to fit your exotic look." She stopped and turned to us. "Mizumi, your new name is Kirin and Akachi, your new name will be Hotaru."

I tried everything in my power to refrain myself from showing my feelings through my facial expressions.

"And I say that your name is Crazy bi..." Started Mizumi, but another senbon piercing her skin stopped her. She glared at Rie as blood soaked through her kimono

"I already see that you will be put with the... difficult ones," glared Rie. She turned around and continue to walk through the seemingly never-ending hallway. In what it felt like an eternity, we arrived at a large, chocolate brown, double door. Rie opened it and a bright light leaked through.

"Come, come," she beckoned us. When we entered the room, my jaw almost came loose. It was a huge ballroom that was tuned into a giant communal bedroom and about three-hundred girls were packed in there like high class tuna and sardine.

They all hurriedly scrambled to their feet and bowed deeply. "Hello, lady Rie," they acknowledged in a perfect choral manner. It felt as if they had rehearsed this all their lives.

"Hello, friends," greeted Rie. "I have two new girls to join you." She looked at Mizumi who had her hands clenched at her sides. "This is Kirin." Mizumi was about to defy her, but I grabbed her hand and gave it a small squeeze. Rie turned to me and smiled, "And this is my best friend, Hotaru."

"We welcome y..." The girls all started their choral responses but were interrupted.

"Lady Rie!" shouted a young woman with long, silky, black hair that swept the floor, paper white skin, and large eyes which held charcoal black irises. "How dare you replace me with her?"

Mizumi gently pulled me towards her and whispered in the lowest voice possible, "This is the worst case of Stockholm syndrome I have ever seen."

I only nodded slightly.

As we had our exchange, the girl came into close proximity to Rie who stood there.

"What does she have that I don't have?" asked the girl. Rie only stared at her with blank eyes, creating a suffocating silence which blanketed the entire room. Then suddenly, Rie pulled out a kunai and sliced the throat of the girl. The girl dropped to her knees while making a gargling sound. Blood gushed from her throat, soaking her white, night gown looking dress, and covered her paper white arms. It bathed the white, marble floors in its crimson glory and spread like an oil spill in the ocean. Then with a thud, the lifeless body of the girl hit the floor.

As if there wasn't a dead girl on the floor, the rest of the girls continued with the choral response.

"We welcome you to our home," they all greeted with a bright smile on their faces.

Rie turned to us with an equally bright smile, "Aren't you going to say thank you?"

My eyes wondered to the dead girl on the floor and I gulped, "Th... thank you," I squeaked.

I turned to Mizumi who was white as a sheet, her hand sweated heavily in mine and she was shaking. I gave her hand a squeeze and she seemed to snap out of her trance. "Y... y... yeah. T... Thanks."

The girls all bowed another deep bow. "You are most welcome."

Rie turned to us and nodded. "Get acquainted. I will see you at dinner time. Girls, clean this mess." Without a beat, she stepped over the cadaver and exited the room, closing the big doors behind her.

Mizumi and I stood there for what felt like hours before the girls, as if a switch was flipped, all sighed a collective sigh of relief and started chattering. One of the girls, who seemed to be in her late twenties, with short cropped electric blue hair and eyes to match, walked over to us. She turned around and gave a loud whistle.

Her velvety, rich voice echoed throughout the room as she ordered, "Yuna, Mako and Lia, grab the cleaning supplies It's your turn." She then turned to us. "My name is Kitaro Hinonoka, but here, you will refer to me and Aoiko. Do not try to escape, or disobey her, or you will end up like Mitsuru there." Her eyes narrowed at me, "So, you're the new best friend. Don't let that power get to your head. As you can see, no one is spared from death."

I was entirely speechless and confused. Did this woman have some kind of juk juk do re mi type harem? What type foolishness is this? If there are so many of them, why don't they fight back. They clearly look as of they were captured like us.

"Why don't you all rise up against her?" asked Mizumi as if she was reading my mind.

"Trust me, we do not want to do that. This was not our first bedroom. The other one is still covered in blood from the carnage," explained Hinonoka. "Just do as she say and you'll live. And you, Kirin, after the third senbon for the week, you'll die. Keep in line."

Mizumi nodded and finally let my hand go.

Hinonoka motioned us to follow her. "Let's get you to your beds and in an hour after you've settled, you will be shown the ropes here to keep you alive."

We followed behind her, passing the three girls who were already wiping up the blood. As we walked through the rows of girls who chattered and whispered amongst each other, my eyes locked a particular set of bright blue eyes.

"Hyori?"

TO BE CONTINUED!

UNDEDITED!