Thread: Bound by Blood (captain levi & Razz)

td xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx tdtd You know, you could have gone a little easier on him, Sasori. Itachi's gonna be pretty pissed when he sees what you did and I'm going to be blamed as well. Kisame cackled, that ever-present grin spread across his lips, showing off his mouthful of razor sharp fangs. He held the limp body of the younger Uchiha over his right shoulder, the boy's weight hardly registering to the 6'4 man. His expression showed no sigh of anxiety despite his seemingly worried words if anything, Kisame just seemed a little amused with the whole situation. Sasori, the smaller of the two males, barely even cast Kisame a side glance as the two stepped out of the bitter cold outdoors and entered the mansion in which they called homed. The human servants whom had opened the doors for them bowed, but neither man so much as considered the humans. Sasori merely waved them off, and they quickly scampered away to tend to their duties. Don't be ridiculous, Kisame. The boy was not critically harmed. Besides, I believe if anyone is to blame for the amount of force I used, it is Itachi himself. He failed to mentioned that little Sasuke knows how to use a sword. Sasori muttered emotionlessly, clutching the sword in question tighter in his grasp as slight irritation crossed his features. During their little squabble with Sasuke, the raven haired young man had managed to slice Sasori's cheek with the annoying blade. Of course, the wound was shallow and healed immediately. However, on instinct, Sasori had kicked Sasuke back against a nearby wall after being cutt. This caused the a small wound to open up on the back of Sasuke's head, and drenched him in the crimson gold, the entire back of Sasuke's white button-up top stained in the stuff. But his wounds were not life-threatening they had simply been enough to render the boy unconscious. When he wakes up, he's going to be quite the handful... Sasori sighed, not at all looking forward to dealing with the situation. His only relief was that Itachi would have to deal with it and not him. Still Come on, now. We should be glad that precious Sasuke is alive and well. It's quite the pity that Danzo has corrupted his mind so much but I suppose that can't be helped. chuckling again, Kisame carried Sasuke up the grand staircase and down the main hallway, eventually coming to the door at the very end. By then, just about every other member of the Akatsuki had smelt Sasuke's pristine, powerful blood and had come to investigate. Well, most of them remained hidden away in the shadows. Deidara and Hidan were the only ones who were physically visible, Deidara simply glaring from down the hall and Hidan approaching to get a closer look at Sasuke. My, my! That brat sure has grown.. and he smells delicious Hidan teased, reaching forward as if to grab at Sasuke, but Sasori was quick to slap his hand away and glare at the taller silver-haired vampire. What?! Hidan pouted, earning yet another cackle from Kisame. Sasori was the one who spoke, though Sasuke belongs to Itachi his blood is off-limits. His voice was ice cold, and his gaze dangerously narrowed. They all knew that Hidan wouldn't hesitate to try and get a nip at Sasuke's virgin bloodline. Hidan just let out an irritated 'tch' and rolled his eyes, raising his hands to show he wasn't going to do anything as he backed off. For now. Now then. I assume Itachi is getting impatient.. Kisame allowed his words to trail off, and Sasori just nodded, giving Hidan one last glare before turning and knocking at Itachi's door before letting himself in. Kisame followed, setting Sasuke's unconscious figure on the bed. I apologize that it took us so long to retrieve him. Sasuke proved to be more difficult.. than we expected. Sasori murmured, setting the katana down on the bed beside the young Uchiha's sleeping body. Itachi would find that Sasuke had grown up well. He was lean, standing at roughly 5'5 with thin muscle beneath his pale, smooth skin. His features were just as anyone would expect of a member of the Uchiha bloodline beautiful to a point of almost seeming feminine. Especially while he was asleep. His expression was peaceful and soft, his head lulled lightly to the side, causing his shaggy black bangs to obscure some of his features. Due to the cold, his cheeks were a soft pink, though his thick eyelashes still contrasted against his pale features. He was almost like a porcelain doll. One that Sasori nearly shattered with his carelessness, but he still felt firmly that it wasn't his fault. td