Chapter 7: THE MISSION! TORTURE THE FEMALE UCHIHA!  

Ha ha- sucker fell for the Princess thing just like Sasuke. Phew, that was a good one. Hey wait; umm something does not seem right. 

[You want to run homey. You are not going to like it. It is evil in your eyes.]

CRAP, Sakura!

“Umm, Sakura? Why are grinning like a maniac? What are…you planning?” She did not answer.

I do not think this is a good thing.

[Mission to her, torture to you child.]

Well thanks mom, be vague. (Yes, her mother’s spirit finally makes an appearance)

“Oh, nothing! Was I really smiling that bad? Oh well…” Something is up. I had better go.

[Hear Laughter and screams. Blackmail is brought. Be careful.]

Yep, I am sure that I am the one screaming. Okay, okay. What were the hand signs again? Ox, boar, snake, boar, dog, monkey, ox, snake: Invisibility Jutsu (rank 1)!  I do not want to have to use chakra, but she scares me.

“Don’t think you can get away from me that easily. You need to get ready; we have three and a half hours left. Come out from hiding, Raven-hime.”

Shit! It is a beautification mission! I do not like this one bit. I am the victim…T.T WAH! Okay kitchen or dining hall? DINING HALL! I rushed out, still invisible. She knew about my departure and ran after me. A good forty minutes led us outdoors. Lucky her we were in the compounds, she would look like a nut-job-OW! How did I trip? No, no, damn.

 “NOOOOOOOOOO!”

My invisibility wore off and I was being dragged back into my own home. This is not going to be a happy day.

[Beauty comes with sacrifice. It pays off.]

So does that mean Sasuke-Chan will think I am pretty? Or am I ugly?

[…]

So when I want you to speak, you do not!

“First we shall bathe you. No, I am not ashamed; I have bathed my younger sister Sakumi.”

“But I don’t wanna look my best! It’s stupid!”

I think I hit a nerve- ah. The water feels great. She should be a masseuse or whatever it is…she is good.

“See it wasn’t that bad. Now we are going to do a quick dry for your hair so we can add TEMPORARY highlights. I already chose the color.”

She seemed pleased with herself.

“So you have been thinking and/or planning this for a while?”

“Yep, I am not stupid just weak…er.”

Yeah, weaker than Naruto’s chakra control. Okay, that was a little harsh, but true.

“Oh, in that case…”

I rushed out, just to be faced by Ino! When did she get here?

“I knew I wasn’t going to be able to handle you alone. I invited her over.”

Fucking A! I am not going to be able to escape, especially in a towel! Think, well I can always…

“Don’t worry we made sure you can’t leave. Blackmail…you in a pink dress.”

“HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET THAT ONA!”

“Why yes I am a woman.  And easy, I got people.”

“SO DO I BUT HOW THE HELL- mumph fumck shim darm esol beeves (translation: mumph. Fuck, shit, damn evil bitches.) THEY GODDAMIT TAPPED MY MOUTH SHUT! “Jarg arsses. (Translation: jackasses.)”

Soon after my hair had highlights, let me say they came out better than I expected. What color? Just you wait!

“Time for make-up. Yes, now we take off the tape.”

They yanked it off…it did not hurt really, compared to the other types of pain I endured. “HELL NO! I took defeat –which I rarely do. - , I took a bathe, hell I let you put these…these highlights in my hair! However, make-up is overdoing it! NO! N-O! NO!” Damn, this is worse than Ibiki’s interrogations. I might actually crack here. “Too bad. Make-up.” Stall that is the only option I have left. Stall. “Don’t you need to get ready too Sakura-Chan, Ino-Chan?” Good they took the bait. Wait! What are they whispering? Okay chakra to my ears…{‘1 by 1’ ‘no stay’ ‘yes’ ‘then-‘ ‘right’ ‘escape’} I need to work on that. Apparently, I have lost my touch…or it is because I am actually panicking! “Yeah, you’re right we do. Sakura go get ready then me okay. “Roger!” With that, she left.[A present you shall receive.]What? Where? When? It has been awhile since I was given a good present. Wait, what if it is a bad present? “While she’s gone-let’s talk.” What is with her and being friendly? I thought she hated me. “About what may I ask? “ I don’t know anything.” “Oh, okay! How about we talk about….oh I do not know. Letting me out!” “How about no.”  Well it was worth a shot. We ended up talking about Shikamaru’s laziness. We agreed so much. “Yeah, sometimes it rubs off. Never when he is around though.” “I feel sorry. I mean- such laziness. I think the only good in him is his smarts. The IQ of his is like w-o-w.”“Yeah! I know. I cannot beat him in anything that needs common sense or a brain. I can get close, but never close enough.  But he is handsome enough, don’t you think Ino?” “Nah, Sasuke-Kun is way better looking.” A few minutes in silence granted that Sakura came almost ready; she was not in her kimono yet. “Your turn Ino.” She got up and left. By this time, I did not even bother with getting up. Who knows who is outside that door? Sakura tried to start a conversation, but I ended up falling asleep. It was not because she was boring it was because I wanted to sleep. I am catching up with the sleep I lacked for a long time. When I awoke, me hands were tied behind my back, feet tied as well, and I was strapped to a chair. This is DEFINATLY worse than Ibiki’s interrogation. “WHAT THE FUCK! What the hell are you doing to me?” [Torture in your eyes.]I know that! I know I think it is evil, because it is![‘Stop being negative.’ Follow your own future advice.]I hate you…mother. “Easy, we are going to make sure you put make-up on.” Crap…think-think there has to be a way out. “LOOK! A PERV IS STARING AT YOUR BOOBS THROUGH THE WINDOW!” They ran out to the bathroom as expected. In that time I ran, scratch that, jumped out and made it to the door- busted it and again hopped. “She fooled us! Run-Get her!” I had to hurry, so I hopped faster. I had made it to the BBQ shop and saw the rest of team 10, sensei included. “Help! Help me! I am being tortured by shinobi! Help! Help me!” [It would work better if you do not have a headband on…daughter.]They looked out stared and continued staring. “Shika-Kun please. Please help…” By then they had found me. “NO! NO! PLEASE HELP! DON’T BE MEAN!” they just went back to eating and muttering incoherent words. These worthless people. “JUST WAIT ASUMA-SAN! I WILL GET REVENGE! BETTER HIDE KURENAI FROM ME! RRRRREEEEEVVVVVEEEENNNNNGGGGEEEE!” I had kept repeating that until we were back at the compound. “I am amazed.” “Yeah, she didn’t use a clone to get out…or the rope trick.” What did they say? HOLY BARNACLES! Ha ha…barnacles. I cannot believe II had a brain fart, a ‘Naruto Moment.’ “Yeah- you said that she was an ANBU member right? I don’t see how.” They are lucky I am in this chair and that nobody will help me! Lucky! After a long torturing time of seeing color added to my face and neck…I felt like a clown. “Almost done. Just your kimono and shoes. But wait, we have to get ready before hand.”  So I am stuck here in this…torture chamber of a room, strapped to a chair. Just great, I am pathetic. [They will become friends, as other disappear.]Whatever, I do not want to listen to you. I checked the grandfather clock downstairs with the Sharingan; I should buy an alarm clock for here. It read 4:18. Great, we are either going to be late or something. Did I really take that long to get to here? After a while I realized, by staring endlessly at the mirror, the colors to the highlights, eye shadow, blush and gloss match my Sharingan, not only my blue eyes. They came back when it read 4:32. Yeah, I am just wasting chakra. There is nothing else to do anyways, only practice. One of these days, I will master it. I know it. [Sure, that is why you go crazy with power. Not!]Sheesh mom, so encouraging. The kimonos were lovely. I know Sakura was borrowing from me a beautiful rosy kimono with gray clouds. Her hair in a spiky bun with the customary shoes with rose strip and grayed socks. Ino- just wow. I could never match her. A stunning lilac kimono with green pads, the shoes a very low heel a grayed purple, and her hair! Highlighted red ( custom bangs) and it seemed to be layered! Amazing…I look so lame. Speechless, I allowed them to undo my rope and walk me to the umm *cough* closet *cough*. After looking back at me continuously and thinking about my “date” they found one, it was a perfect fit. The shoes were three-inch silver heels. I cannot say much, I am still surprised about how they look. But quickly shook it off when I smelt my never before used perfume on me. I was suffocating, dying. I will never be able to do this for my wedding. Oh my god! I am glad this is the only time I am going to do this for years. “See your ready, it wasn’t that bad. Now you guys have to go. I got a good fifty minutes left. See you forehead, princess!” She sneaked about to get back home. “Your nickname is better. Raven, you okay?” She is worried. “Huh, oh yeah. You just like wow me by your beauty. You guys look amazing…I am sure I do not. I am not fit to be Sasuke-Chan’s date. And you have like more chest! What are you…I am a 32 B.” (Note: Not in real life, trust me!) “So am I…and don’t worry you look great. I am wearing a push-up that is why. I hate to say this, but you look beautiful. Trust me; you are fit to be his date. I might hate the fact that you are his date…but I know I have a chance. Don’t worry so much.” “Fine…but we are the same…and you’re bigger. I am wearing a push-up too!” Wow, we kept on going until 5:25 came. Then we took our positions. We sat neatly on the grass. Man that bothered me. They came as expected on time. They picked us up and continued a little father to the festival. But, a few feet in front of us was Kakashi…and senpai? Holy cow. “Oh my god! Kira-senpai! Kakashi-sensei!” They turned to us and were shocked. Yeah shocked. Uh-oh.[Torture is not done until the female states it to be.]That is not a good thing. I tugged on his sleeve to go but too late. “OH…MY…GOD…! Raven-hime? Is that really you? You look adorable! Why do you despise this so much? Is that your date? He looks kawaii! Okay, okay. Let me take a picture. Just a few…please. OMG…you two look great together. Awe…don’t blush Raven-hime!” Please do not do this senpai. “Senpai! Please do not you are embarrassing me. I got tortured enough. I do not want Kisho or Shishi knowing. They would humiliate me. Anyone in squadron 6 will senpai!” Man this is not my day or night! “Say cheese!” Before I could say, anything Sasuke pressed his lips against mine. -click-Damn it…at least I get a reward from being tormented.[Suffering is now over…]Ah, just shut up!