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Every time Pein called them together, whatever remained of their numbers, she stood ever vigilant next to their leader. A silent and stoic guard. Her cold eyes would rest on each of their outlines while their beloved Pein spoke of their future plans. Zetsu, Kisame, Tobi…no, not Tobi. Madara. Their leader. No, wrong again. Pein’s leader. She answered only to Pein. No one else.

Every time her gaze landed on Madara, his sole eye would gaze right back, unwavering…unnerving. Through his swirled-mask, he would plot and plan and scheme with that twisted Uchiha mind of his. Many times, she idly wondered if the need to take him out would ever occur. Then, as soon as her thoughts strayed to the downfall of this aged and powerful Sharingan-wielder, his stare would sharpen and she would subconsciously waver ever so slightly.

Every time she would end up alone with him, his stance lazy and sure, she readied her paper jutsu.

Every time he would slide a rough, gloved hand down her side, she would think of Pein.

Every time he asserted his power by sliding into her, that damned cocky smile definitely behind that shield of orange, the only thing she did was turn her head.

“I’ll make you forget him.” He would say, roughly nudging her cheek with his nose as he continued his domination.

This time, she was ready. That damned smile under his mask forgotten as he stared at her, this time devoid of any control.

This time, her lips curled to imitate that famous Uchiha sneer she had seen so often grace the lips of the other Uchiha in their midst. He would stop and a wheezing laugh would escape his lips, sounding unsure. So unlike him.

“I’ll make everyone forget you.” She would say, roughly jabbing the kunai up further as she continued her rebellion.

As she lay atop Pein’s chest, sated and breathing irregularly, she traced the piercings upon his face.

“Where is Madara?” He would ask.

She would shrug.

Then she would cover his lips with her smile.

“I have no idea.”

This time and every time after that, she would win. And he would still smile.