A/N: Well, guys. Willow is BACK with more foresty awesomeness. I AM FINALLY UP TO THE PART WHERE THEY ALL COMBINE!!!!! XD YAY YAY YAY me so happy! ^-^
So, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I will update Have Faith and The Blue Spiral (Merry Christmas, Georgia-san) ASAP but for now, enjoy this chapter and be patient. Paaaaaaatieeeeeeeeennntt. Patience is a virtue. Can't say that it's one of my most important virtues, though.
Well, peace out!
When Skye awoke, birds were chirping outside the window. She moaned slightly as the pain in her back returned. She blinked, clearing her vision. She took in her surroundings and made simple truth to the following:
1. She was sitting in a chair.
2. Her hands and feet were tied.
3. He was leaning against the doorframe, watching her intently.
"You'e kidding me, right?" she said coldly.
"Not a chance," Yamato replied. "Who are you?"
"Who are you?" Skye shot back.
"My name is Yamato, I am a Shinobi of the Hidden Leaf," Yamato replied automatically.
"How do you manipulate trees?" Skye inquired.
"Wood Style jutsu," Yamato answered. Then he shook his head. "How did you do that?" he demanded.
"I'm multi-talented," she tilted her head.
"And what is that supposed to mean?"
"It can mean whatever you want."
"Enough," Yamato said firmly. "How do you know wood style jutsu?"
"I don't," Skye replied. "I don't know any kind of jutsu. I am not a Shinobi in any way."
"Then how did you escape the Anbu?"
"I ran, with the trees helping me every step of the way."
"What do you mean by that?" Yamato asked cautiously.
Skye sighed. "I don't see why I bother. Nobody believes me anyway," she muttered, more to herself than to Yamato.
"Just tell me."
"I can talk to trees," Skye finally said. "I always have been able to. I ask them to help me, and they do."
Yamato was silent for a minute. "I've never heard of-" he cut off as he eyed the door. A second later he slammed it open and was looking down the hall. "Why are you here?" he demanded of someone.
A female voice answered. "I was told that you'd returned, and Tsunade asked me to tell you something." She came into view as she talked, and Skye carefully studied her. White-blonde hair, light brown eyes and a long scar running from just above her right eye down her face and neck, ending on her collarbone. It just twisted the corner of her mouth down. Her voice sounded urgent.
"What is it?" Yamato asked quickly. The woman shook her head, as if she was in denial of something.
"Kaze's missing," she said after a few seconds. "She's gone."
"Wait, what?" Yamato's voice was incredulous. "As in, Kaze Hatake? The Kaze who's been in a coma Kaze?"
"Do I look like I know any other Kazes'?" the woman asked coldly, sarcastically. But there was something in her voice that Skye liked. Something that showed she really cared. Skye immediately decided that she liked this woman, or at the very least respected her.
"How?" Yamato demanded. The woman shook her head again, indicating that she didn't know. "When?"
"In the last hour, probably," the woman answered. Then she caught sight of Skye, and eyed her suspiciously. "Who is that?" she asked.
"Skye," Yamato looked over his shoulder at her. "The reason I came back without Kakashi and the others."
As the woman looked at Skye, a sense of realisation came over her, filling her eyes. Sky could see it easily. "Kakashi," the woman murmured. "Of course."
"Faith?" Yamato inquired.
"Kaze wasn't taken forcefully. There were no signs of struggle in the hospital room," Faith said quietly. "Which means she must have woken up. And if she left without telling anyone, she must have-"
"-gone straight to Kakashi," Yamato finished. "She must have known something was wrong."
"We need to find them," Faith said. "Now."
"We have no way of tracking her," Yamato told her, annoyed.
Skye spoke up. "I can," she said lightly, her bell-like voice getting their attention. "All I need is a description of her and the trees can tell me which way she went."
"No," Yamato said immediately. "There is no way I am trusting you with something as important as-"
"Wait," Faith interjected. She walked up to Skye and bobbed down so that they were at eye level. She obviously had no sight in her right eye, but her left stared hard at Skye. Skye stared back, unwilling to look away. After a minute that seemed like an hour, Faith unsheathed a dagger at her waist. Skye tensed, but Faith cut through the ropes binding her feet and hands. Before Skye could do so much as blink in surprise, the knife tip was at her throat. "You lead us in the wrong direction," Faith growled, "and I will kill you." Her scar seemed scarier than usual.
A bead of sweat rolled down Skye's forehead when the tip of the knife touched her skin. But she nodded and the dagger was put away. Maybe, just maybe, Skye was trustworthy after all.