What Lies Beyond Running?

Rain. An endless down pour had covered Iwagakure for several weeks now and it was frankly scaring everyone. Not even the elders, whose life spanned farther than they cared to admit, were baffled as to how much rain that continued to fall. Floods were all but unstoppable and since the villagers were beginning to think that they might have to move to keep from falling victim to the bottomless rivers that now inched farther and farther from their banks; however, this did not seem to stop two people from wandering around the village. At the edge of the village the one of the figures ran while the other chased.

"Stop! Yaomie! Yaomie I said stop!" said a man who had caught up to the other and gripped firmly on the person's arm.

"Let go of me. I will not stay in this village anymore especially after what he asked me to do." a woman's voice protested, pain lacing every word she uttered. "He asked me to make a choice that I cannot make. He knows this and is banking on me making the wrong decision. I know he is!" she said yanking her arm away from the man and starting to walk again. Her foot steps drawing closer and closer to the village gates.

"Yaome, please. You know my father has his reasons. It is for the sake of the village and he asked you because he could not trust anyone else with this task." the man pleaded with her.

"I'm sure. You know your father never liked the thought of us being together and he sure as hell will not stand for what is on the way." she said placing a hand subconsciously on her womb.

"Wait." he said dumbfounded slowing down drastically. "You're? We're going to have a baby?!" he said so excited that he ran and grabbed the woman pulling her around and staring directly into her eyes. "I'm gonna be a dad?" he said looking deep into her eyes. Yaome smiled and nodded sending the man into a emotional fit. Tears streaming down his face he pulled Yaome close and pressed his lips to hers. Seconds felt like minutes and minutes like hours. Whenever they finally broke apart the two of them were so distraught they did not realize how much trouble they were really in until it was starring them down.

"So you just could not help yourself, could you son?" a gruff voice broke through the emotions and caused both Yaome and the man to freeze. They looked up only to see the face of someone that Yaome never wanted to see again. Within moments her happiness gave in to rage and she glared at them old man.

"Father, what are you doing here?" the man asked rather confused at his father's sudden appearance.

"I had hopes of showing you the true nature of those demons we let into our walls but it seems that one of them has seduced you beyond hope." he said and with the wave of his hand a dozen Anbu appeared from shadow and stone alike surrounding them in mere seconds. The man inched forward and placed a protective arm around Yaome which caused her to shiver. His warmth seemed to sooth her anxiety a little. She had always felt safe in his arms the arms of the future Tsuchikage but for some reason his warmth was not enough to silence the instinct that gnawed at her gut. She looked around and noticed that all of this Anbu were not normal. They seemed darker than the ones she had worked with in the years past. Was it this darkness that caused her unease.

"Father, what is the meaning of this? I'm sure you heard but Yaome is pregnant and with your grandchild no less. I advice you to stand down." the man said adding a reassuring squeeze to their embrace.

"No son. That is where you are wrong. She holds no ties to my family and as of this moment neither do you." With that said struggle began.