Capítulo 4: chapter 4.
"Wha-" the words got caught in her throat and mangled themselves into a strangled noise of surprise instead when she saw her captor. This was a different man from whom she had seen before. Completely different. Though he had the same ringed eyes and dangerous aura as the Pain she had encountered before.
How could this be?!
Nagato saw her eyes widening in slow motion. The sapphire orbs filled with questions and bewilderment.
Just like before. He sighed inwardly. Those eyes... They are still just as bright and beautiful.
"Do you know who I am, Renai?" he asked with an indefinable gleam in his purple-ish godly eyes that she couldn't quite place. "Do you remember my name?"
Renai's dubiety only increased with those questions of his. "R-Remember?"
she asked baffled "D-Did I ever knew y-you?"
She saw his facial expression immediately changing into an incomprehensible one. It seemed almost sad. But it was gone as soon as it came, instead being replaced by an enticing devious ghostly smirk.
"Perhaps, this will answer your question." His fingers entangled themselves into her hair, grabbing a fistful. Tilting her head to a comfortable angle, Nagato crashed his lips on hers with searing possession. His passion and hunger exploding with each slow, deep lick as his tongue explored every corner of her mouth.
And yet once again, Renai didn't knew how to react to such boldness. She was perplexed, no doubts. But a fact was that she had never been kissed before. Not as far as she could remember (Which wasn't all that much). At first, she was shocked at being taken by surprise. But, the longer it went, the more she found herself melting into the kiss and eventually kissing him back. Her hand clutched his sweatshirt pulling him closer, and the other one went in his long scarlet hairs, caressing the scalp softly. A low, beastly growl emerging from him resonated throughout her being and her core tightened in response to the roughness of his voice. If only his eyes weren't closed, he could see the faint light glowing wherever he touched her.
It felt like an eternity since they were kissing, but it still wasn't close to being enough. He broke the kiss on the sound of a coded knock on the door, leaving her craving for more.
***
Deidara walked in a brisk pace covering the distance from elevator to Leader's personal quarters. He knew very well that Nagato said not to disturb him tonight. And it was really late too. But it was an urgent matter that could not wait until morning.
As he reached his destination, he knocked on the door twice-once-twice and then waited patiently for it to open. After a minute or two, the door opened to reveal the Uzumaki he had came to both fear and respect.
"What is it, Deidara?" Nagato asked in not a very happy tone.
"Sorry for the inconvenience, but the night patrolling team found a spy lurking too close to Site-13." Deidara spoke in an even and disciplined manner, a proof of his militarian upbringing. He stood with his legs joined and hands held at back. He was still in standard Shinobi uniform clad with the Akatsuki cloak which meant he was still on duty. "We got him detained in one of the cells. Waiting for your orders." he said with a blank, expressionless face.
"Any idea which village he belongs to?" Nagato asked.
"Presumably Konoha. Though we found no headband or mission scroll or any other documents on him that could confirm it."
"Hm." Nagato contemplated the provided information. "Go get Sasuke Uchiha and meet me at interrogation room 1."
Deidara nodded in understanding and left. Nagato waited until he saw Deidara getting in the elevator and the door closing behind him. He then went towards the stairs. He doesn't need to go too far after all.
***
It was all black. Nothing but darkness all around. She heard the sound of her own heart pounding in her chest hard and fast. It was almost deafening. She put a hand over it in a childish hope to somehow slow it down. It did nothing to help. Only making it worse because there was a humming in her head. It started out faintly, becoming louder and louder until she crashed on her knees sobbing, palms tightly pressed against the sides of her head covering her ears. But the sound wasn't from outside. It was inside.
It was as too loud, the simultaneous sounds of humming and thumping, driving her crazy.
Then suddenly it stopped. Everything went back to being quiet again. The humming was gone and the thumping slowly coming back to normal, steady beats. She opened her eyes and looked around and a shadow looming over her. It was still dark all around them and the only thing that was visible to her were its eyes. Eyes as red as blood, glowing like sinister flames. Sinful and mesmerizing, is how she would describe them.
The shadow seemed formless in the pitch black surrounding, but its aura was inexplicitely iniquitous. It radiated an ungodly warmth, like the searing flames of hell. The warmth slowly wrapped itself around her, seeping into her skin slowly but surely. But instead of being terrified of it, she found it somewhat soothing and familiar. It settled over her like a heavy blanket and she sighed softly in content. She felt her body being picked up by a pair of strong arms. The same arms wrapped around her tighter, like a protective and comforting embrace.
"My little princess." an ominous whisper echoed in her ear, warm breaths tingling the sensitive skin. It had a sweet undertone which made her heart tug in yearning. "You did a good job."
She could almost feel the wicked sneer in that voice. Her her brows furrowed and lips twitched in confusion.
The owner of the voice seemed to have sensed her perplexity. The same strong arms of the faceless shadow turned her around gently, "Look for yourself, princess."
All of a sudden, there was light all around and the darkness, the shadow and all its warmth was gone. The girl saw the barbaric despoliation she was standing right in the center of.
The decimation she saw made her stomach turn and bile rose up in her throat. Her hands automatically rose to cover her mouth and she saw it covered in vile, thick rustic fluid. The smell of iron and death filled up her nostrils and she felt more sick finding herself soaked in the same rufescent liquid. Screams and sobs choked in her chest when her eyes darted around and all that she could see was death. Flayed, charred and mutilated bodies as far as eyes could see.
The ravenette girl froze on the spot seeing the massacre. Her eyes widened and her whole body trembled in disgust and disbelief. She threw up all that her stomach held ,but all that came out was more blood mixed with saliva. She fell on her knees, only one question she had.
"Who did this?"
A malignant voice inside her head cackled, telling her the answer. But she wasn't ready to believe it.
She watched the rivers of blood. A woman split in half and countless other flayed limps and bleeding bodies. A girl with gaping gash going from her neck to navel, her innards popping out. A body with no head. A head with no body. Some were burnt beyond recognition, and some still ablaze. The smell of burning flesh fresh in air. Some were unfortunate enough to be smashed by boulders completely and were now nothing but a pile of human mush. The more unfortunate ones were partly effected by those same boulders. She could feel the anguish and pain of those as death came slowly for them. It was still evident in their dead eyes. At least those whose eyeballs didn't pop out of their skull. Some drowned and inflated, others were sucked out of life.
'Want to know who did all this?' the wicked crackle echoed in her head again.
'It was you, Renai.'
Renai woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily. A layer of sweat covered her body and were dripping of her forehead and neck. Her heart was racing in unstoppable speed and her body felt numb and stiff. She looks around pulling her damp hairs back and found herself in the same room as last time.
"It was just a dream." She said in shaking voice in an effort to calm her staggered self.
She looked out of the widow across the room, the soft sounds of raindrops pattering against the thick glass soothing her restless heart. This view really does calms me down. She thought with the smallest smile coming upon her lips as she lied down again, snuggled up in the softness and warmth of the blanket and cozy bed.
"Huh?!" her eyes snapped open. "How did I get in the bed!?" she asked quietly, quirking an eyebrow. She distinctly remembered being sitting on the couch, waiting for Pain after he abruptly left after that.... incident.
Her face flushed remembering their little make-out session. "I must have fallen asleep there." she mumbled slamming a palm on her hot, red embarrassed face. Both the memories of last night's incidents and the dreadful dream flashing in front of her eyes like a slideshow. She felt tired even though she just woke up.
Her sense of alarm took the best of her when she nearly shot out of bed at the sudden unexpected ringing of the intercom. She looked around the empty room with a hand over her racing heart and breathing heavily, and then at the noisy phone kept on the dresser near the bed like it would jump at her to bite any second. After some thought, she hesitantly picked up the little black wireless phone, pressed the button and bringing it to her ear. "Um...h..hello?" she spoke softly.
"Since you're awake, freshen up and go to the dining area on 40th floor. Itachi will be there. You have 20 minutes." Nagato said and hung up.
"Huuuuuh!" came Renai's intelligent reaction as she looked at the little black telephone in her hand like its a tiny alien with two heads. One thing was sure after all of this.
She does not like being so fucking clueless.
***
The midnight haired girl wandered around the grayish themed hallways of the 40th floor looking for the damned dining hall she was asked to go to. This whole floor was like a fucking maze to her where every turn, every corridor and every door looked exactly the same. "They could have at least named the rooms. None of these doors even have fucking numbers on them." she stomped her foot on the ground, scoffing. But then having no other option, she sighed tiredly resuming her search. Going around yet another turn, she felt like she might have came to this long corridor before, but it was hard to tell since they all look exactly the same to her. I am definitely lost and going in circles. She sighed inwardly again.
Her paths were lighted from natural sunlight coming from the glass paneled windows at one side of the hallway. Or whatever little semblance of sunlight that could make its way up to here after being obstructed by the heavy cloud cover over this godforsaken village. Man, its depressing. The uniformly constructed windows showed the view of outside, though not as perfectly as the room she was in previously.
Gray. It seemed to be the theme of the entire village and not just this particular building. Gray clouds, gray roads, gray buildings, gray lakes, gray smoke, gray... Everything. She wondered if the grass here would be gray too. And the people.
I don't think its possible for people to be gray. she sweat dropped awkwardly at her own thought.
Walking aimlessly and lost in thoughts, she collided against a broad, firm and muscular back of someone and bounced back landing on her bottom.
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