The light peered down on her best friend’s face making Anko rather intimidating. With a smirk that reminded Kurenai of a snake Anko said, “Yes it’s me, old friend”
Kurenai narrowed her eyes. “Friends don’t abduct friends you know” she stated.
Anko shrugged shamelessly. “I’ve brought you here because those were my orders…”
The genjutsu mistress raised her eyebrows. “Orders…?”
“Yeah, I was hired out for a B-ranked mission to knock you out gently as possible—”
“I still have a headache from the blow on the back of my head” Kurenai contradicted her.
“—and to bring you here and slap those chakra sucking chains” Anko finished explaining without skipping a beat. “I’m really sorry Kurenai-chan but orders are orders. If it wasn’t Asuma who requested me to bring you here I would’ve never taken the assignment—”
Kurenai sat up with alarm or tired to. The chains yanked her back down. “Asuma hired you?!”
“Yep” Anko said. “He promised not to do anything kinky unless it was on your end but then again these chains don’t seem very innocent…almost like bondage or something”
“You think?” Kurenai hissed.
Anko shrugged again.
Just then in a swirl of wind the mastermind Asuma appeared…
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