HOWDY YA'LL! This is my first stab at a Naruto fanfiction. I just kept thinking about this plotline and it wouldn't go away! So here it is the first chapter of Love of a Dragon.

Sasuke- This is gonna be interesting…

UB- Aww…shaddup Uchiha.

Sasuke- Whose gonna make me?

UB-(rolls eyes) You are in MY house, in MY room as MY muses! Therefore, I make the rules!

Itachi-…….why me?

UB- (points at Itachi) Older Uchiha! I don't even want to hear it from YOU!

On with the ficcie!

Chapter One- Kidnapped

"Itachi Uchiha, I'm entrusting you and Kisame to this mission. Are you up to it?" the Leader of the terrorist group, Akatsuki, said while he remained in the shadows. Itachi nodded once, features unreadable. The Leader smirked, and said, "We have heard word of the existence of a dragoness roaming the countryside, under the disguise of a popular songstress." He said simply, waiting his words to sink in before he continued,

"Deidara, who has been to a number of her concerts, has told us she goes under the name of Lenne. From what we have known of dragons on our world's past, they are extremely dangerous, wield an immense amount of chakra, and are highly intelligent. I want you and Kisame to infiltrate her next concert, and capture her after her performance, using this collar." The Leader tossed something to Itachi, who caught it on reflex. The collar was made of black leather and looked unremarkable. Kisame eyed it, and gave a skeptical snort.

"You think that's going to hold a dragoness back? A simple little collar?" he said, a doubtful smirk on his face.

"Shut up, Kisame." Itachi's baritone voice growled, Sharingan glowing in the half light, "This collar is imbued with a powerful binding jutsu. If this is placed around her neck while she's still her human body, she won't be able to transform." Itachi placed the collar inside the pocket in his Akatsuki cloak. The Leader smiled at his sharpness,

"Exactly, but remember, you will only get one shot. If the dragoness catches on, she will most likely flee, or kill you both. Dragons aren't like humans, they can sense danger from miles away, and they don't obey our laws."

Itachi smirked, "But then again, we don't either." The Akatsuki Leader sighed, a shudder wracking his frame. Then Kisame spoke up, shifting his weight from foot-to-foot in an almost nervous manner, "Why do you desire for us to capture the dragoness?" The Leader chuckled this time, and rested his chin on his hands.

"You don't get it? A dragon on our side, helping in our cause, who wouldn't want that?" he responded, but the older Uchiha brother sensed the whole truth not being told.

"There's another reason." He said simply, no emotion or forcefulness behind his tone. It was merely a statement. A true statement at that. The Leader sighed again, and then,

"Orochimaru is also searching for the dragoness. And if he possesses her body, he will be immortal and more dangerous than ever, since dragons can live forever because their chakra runs think in their blood, but that doesn't mean they can't be slaughtered, as most were. Orochimaru has already sent sound-nin after her to investigate. This is why you need to hurry and bring her back here unharmed by your hand, lest she be even less willing to join us peacefully. I'm I understood?"

"Yes, sir." Kisame saluted, whereas Itachi said but not a word, but turned and walked out, stopping in the doorframe.

"Where is she?" he asked, almost sounding like a demand to the Leader's ears, but he ignored it. There was a rustle of parchment, and then,

"The Village Hidden by Grass, so you have a long ways to travel, you two. How long will it take for you to get there?" There was an edge of anticipation in his voice. Itachi was silent for a few tense moments, then,

"Two days at the most."

Kisame flinched slightly: they were going to have to travel faster than he wished to.

The Leader let out the breath he didn't realize he was holding in, "Good…the dragoness's concert is in three days. Be fully prepared when the time comes. Good luck."

Itachi and Kisame, who had already packed the necessary provisions in packs, grabbed them and on there way to the Village Hidden in the Grass, with the swish of their cloaks.

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(A/N: Damn, its hard making those X's! Anyhoo, I'm just gonna skip the part were they travel, so it the day of Lenne's concert.)

The two S-Class criminals had reached the grassy plain where Lenne's concert was to be held. A stage was set in the middle of the plain, and a few people had already taken their spots on the lush green grass. Avoiding being seen, Itachi leapt into a tree a mere ten feet from the stage, whereas Kisame went to find out information in the nearby village. The minutes ticked by, and more people were taking their seats in the grass. So far, there was at least one hundred people gathering, and that number was increasing by the minuet. Speakers were being set up near Itachi's hiding spot, much to his distaste. His ears were going to be ringing by the end of the night, but he didn't move. He would need to be as close as possible to evaluate their prey, but was his hearing (and possibly his sanity) worth it?

"Oi, we have to sit next to the damn speakers?" Kisame's whining signified his return as he sat in one branch lower than Itachi's.

"Did you find out anything?" Itachi's voice was mostly expressionless, but laced lightly with interest. Kisame nodded,"All I found out was her history as a songstress." He paused before he continued, "Apparently, despite the fact she has only been touring for a month and a half, Lenne has become quite a sensation. Her concerts are the only time anyone ever sees her, tho'" he said offhandedly

"No surprises there, but why would a dragon want to be a songstress?" Itachi mused aloud, the words barely escaping his sculpted lips as he observed his surroundings with his infamous Sharingan. He felt an immediate spike in chakra in the area, somewhere behind the stage…

"She's here…" Itachi hissed, tensing instinctively. Never feeling a dragon's chakra, he was amazed on how wild and untamed it felt, perhaps the most powerful chakra he ever felt, especially from a female.

"Another thing Itachi, she has mastered many types of jutsus, including ones that make her music." Itachi couldn't help but to raise an ebony eyebrow at that piece of information. He had never heard of a music jutsu before, but apparently this dragoness created a whole variety of them just to pursue her passion for music all dragons shared. "But she also knows many battle jutsus, making her one of the best kunoichi in the world."

For the first time that night, Itachi felt a smirk tug at his mouth, all he needed was one shot with his Mangekyou Sharingan, but would that even work? Doubt wormed its way past the iron walls of Itachi's mind, should he risk using it? But at that moment, the crowd on the plains started to cheer enthusiastically as artificial fog clouded the stage, bright lights lighting up to illuminate the area. Itachi felt that once wild chakra meld into focused and usable energy. He also faintly heard hand seals being formed as the unseen songstress was preparing herself for her big entrance. Suddenly, music blasted out of the speakers in painful waves as the songstress's chakra was being channeled into them. Ignoring his throbbing ears, Itachi focused his sights and Sharingan in the figure in artificial mist, and was almost what you could call stunned.

Lenne had the most exotic appearance he had ever seen in a woman: she had long white hair pulled in a braid that reached to her knees, the braid being covered by a red sleeve that went from the base of her head and being long enough just to let the unbraided tassel at the end to peek out. Her unbraided hair fanned out slightly, and you won't even notice she had a braid if you looked closely enough. Her shirt was a cobalt blue top whose straps tied around her back of her neck, being almost bikini like, but the fabric showed only a considerable amount of midriff. The edges of her top covering her ample cleavage had ruffles of white the same material. Lenne's upper arms had a tube of fabric encasing them the same color as her top, the elastic holding in place at the ends being white. Crisscrossing her upper arms until about five inches from her shoulder were black leather straps. She was also wearing black shorts that were at least eleven inches from her knee, but accessorizing her hip were ruffles of silvery blue fabric that reached a little above her knee. Completing her look was a pair of light tan boots that covered her muscled calf, and the tops of the boots, half circles were cut to make them seem out of the ordinary.

Kisame saw the look on Itachi's face, being slight as it was, it was enough to shatter his poker face. But not possessing the Sharingan, he had no idea what could his sudden change. He was about to ask what when Lenne stepped out of hiding, the crowd going wild at her appearance. Kisame also found himself spellbound, albeit longer as his stoic partner.

"Good Lord…her eyes…"he said in a hushed whisper. Itachi also noticed, if there was any doubt about Lenne being a dragoness (as if her chakra didn't practically scream it), that all faded away. Not even Itachi's Sharingan could see her eyes from her position in the fog, but now that she was out in the open and less than 15 feet away, he could now see her eyes practically glowed and unnatural bright golden amber, and slight black slits for pupils, unnoticed unless you looked hard. Lenne smiled, and brought the microphone to her face, and started to sing in a voice more captivating and melodious than Itachi, or even Kisame ever heard in their lives.

(A/N-Sry to interrupt, but I don't think I'm gonna add lyrics now, maybe later if she performs again. Back to the ficcie!)

It was a song of love and passion, one that was unfamiliar to the Akatsuki member's ears. Lenne's voice held an entrancing tone only a dragon had. Is that what makes her so popular? Itachi mused as he watched her move in tune to the beat, voice unfaltering. After the song ended, Lenne smiled and spoke into the microphone,

"Thank you all for showing up here tonight, and I'm just as thrilled to be performing for you as you are thrilled for watching me!"

Her hands suddenly formed more hand seals, and a softer tune played from the speakers.

"This is a song I dedicate to my deceased mother, who died during the dragon wars held years ago." Itachi's eyes widened, for only he and Kisame knew she was not speaking of a human woman. Lenne's eyes filled with tears, but she kept them from spilling as she sang into the mike,

There's a hero,
If you look inside your heart,
You don't have to be afraid of what you are,
There's an answer,
If you reach into your soul,
And the sorrow that you know will melt away.

chorus
And then a hero comes along,
With the strength to carry on,
And you cast your fears aside and you know you can survive,
So when you feel like hope is gone,
Look inside you and be strong,
And you'll finally see the truth that a hero lies in you.

By now, pristine tears had leaked down the songstress's cheeks, trails of liquid diamond that dripped to the floor of the stage while Lenne's continued to sing beautifully.

It's a long road,
When you face the world alone,
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold,
You can find love,
If you search within yourself,
And the emptiness you felt will disappear.

chorus

Lord knows,
Dreams are hard to follow,
But don't let anyone tear them away,
Hold on,
There will be tomorrow,
In time you'll find the way.

chorus

Itachi found his vision starting to blur, he felt his cheeks and found them to be wet, much to his shock. He had not wept in the longest time, not even when he murdered his clan.

That a hero lies in...you
Ooohh that a hero lies in...you

As the final note died away, Lenne turned her face to the sky, tears still flowing freely, amber eyes looking sadder than when she began. Sighing, she once again formed rapid hand seals, almost too quick to follow, but this was a jutsu even Itachi recognized. Shadow clone jutsu! He thought as there was a poof of smoke, and a copy of Lenne stood beside her. The two looked at each other, and made more hand seals, this time to another music jutsu. Contrary to the soft melody that played last time, this one was more rapid, and the reason for the shadow clone was that it was a duet. The real Lenne sang the main lyrics, whereas the clone highlighted the song with her singing. Itachi found himself captivated by the music, and he was impressed with Lenne's use of jutsus. Despite his cold demeanor, he rather liked her music, the way her hips moved to the beat…NO! Focus on the mission! You don't see Kisame gawking at her! Itachi told himself forcefully, but a glance down at Kisame told him he wasn't the only one under Lenne's spell. His black eyes were unfocused, jaw dropped, and his head was bobbing to the beat. Itachi delivered the spelled bound shark-man a swift kick to the head, returning him to reality.

"Ouch! What was that for?" Kisame groused, rubbing the spot where he was kicked, voice barely able to be heard over the music.

"Focus on the mission!" Itachi snarled, returning his attention back on the stage, where the two songstresses were dancing to the solo, each one doing different moves but to the same beat. Such a great degree of control, chakra as wild as an untamed stallion…he observed, before shaking his head to rid his ears of the music, but to no avail. It sent fire racing in his ice cold veins, making him feel emotions he tried to shut away in his heart, now being unearthed by forceful persuasion by Lenne's songs. By now, the duet had ended and the clone waved 'bye' before disappearing with a poof. Now, four guys appeared in a spread formation, Lenne being in the middle of them, as they danced to a techno like beat, almost too perfect. Itachi was impatient to for the concert to end, yet another small part of him wanted for it to go as long as her voice could hold out.

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"Thank you! You've been such a great audience!" Lenne said into the microphone, fireworks going off as she prepared to depart. With a poof of smoke, the songstress was gone. Itachi jerked to alertness, as he gave in to the music's spell long ago. He cursed his carelessness as her sensed Lenne's chakra fleeing into the forest.

"Come on Kisame!" Itachi leapt off his branch, cramped muscles screaming in protest to his sudden movement. Kisame gave a longing look to the fireworks, "But I wanna see the fireworks…" but his whim went unheard as Itachi raced after the dragoness, silent as a shadow.

Lenne ran swiftly to the forest after her Transportation jutsu got her off the stage, where she felt most at home. Her booted feet carried her to the tree line in record time, but before she decided to go any farther, she turned one last time to look at the fireworks, hand resting on one of the oaks. Her sleeved braid swayed slightly as a light skin tingling breeze teased her white locks, but the shift in the wind was all that was needed to alert her to the danger she was in. Lenne's nose twitched as the scent of five men pervaded her nostrils, and a second later, she heard something wiz in her direction. Turning around rapidly, she caught a kunai between her index and middle finger, an inch from her face. Without skipping a beat, she threw the kunai in the direction from whence it came from the shadows of the trees. Much to her satisfaction, Lenne heard a gurgled yell, and with a rather sickening thud, as a sound-nin crashed to the ground, the returned kunai having sliced cleanly into his jugular.

"Show yourself, scum." She hissed, amber eyes glowing unnaturally. There was a chuckle, and the remaining ninja dropped out of the trees, two behind her and two in front, all bearing the same symbol on there headband, a simple note from which all music is derived from. Lenne's eyes narrowed in disgust, how such humans dare bear the symbol of all melody without honor! She suppressed her rage, knowing full well while the sound-nins meant harm, she wasn't about to show them her true form.

"What do you want?" she hissed dangerously, tensed for battle. The sound-nins chuckled, causing the hairs on the back of Lenne's neck to prickle in distaste.

"Lord Orochimaru wishes for you to come to him…none may withstand our lord and live…" the leader of the squad responded, pulling a shuriken from his satchel at his waist. Lenne crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, for she knew of the legendary Sannin. She heard tales and rumors about his "research" that made her sensitive ears bleed with disgust.

"So…will you come peacefully…dragoness…?" the leader readied his shuriken. Lenne, however, widened her eyes in shock. How do they know? She panicked within her mind, but her shock and hesitation of their knowledge of her most guarded secret, caused her to freeze with uncertainly. Hardening her features, she sprung into the branch of a nearby tree just as the shuriken was released from its owner's fingertips. Her only escape was to flee into the forest, jumping from branch to branch.

"After her!" and the sound-nin followed, hot on her trail.

Damn! Lenne thought as her legs carried her far away from her pursuers as she concentrated on her chakra to her legs. There wasn't enough room in the forest for her to comfortably transform, and she didn't feel like taking lives right now. Landing on the branch on a very large oak, she wiped the sweat off her face, and looked behind her, face peeking around the oak as her heavy breathing filled the air. Were it not for her superior eyesight when maneuvering in the branches, she might have not escaped from the one called Orochimaru. Thinking it was safe, she relaxed her guard and allowed herself to look forward again, but she froze as her gaze found a pair of red orbs glowing in the darkness less than a foot away. Her heart stopped in her chest as the Sharingan wheels started to spin.

"Who are you!" Lenne spat harshly, legs shaking from the effort of running. Taking a deep breath, his scent filled her nose with the smell of sandalwood and pine, a very unusual scent for a man. The stranger did not reply. Instead, his eyes narrowed as he leaned close to Lenne's face. His hot breath tickled her pointed ear as he whispered his name.

"Itachi Uchiha." His long ebony hair fell slightly in Lenne's face, his silky locks rubbing her flushed cheek as he pulled away. He was going to try to go for the nicest way to persuade the dragoness to join them peacefully (not really a word in his vocabulary, ne?)

"I am from the organization Akatsuki." Lenne's eyes narrowed: another group trying to force her to go to their leader? She saw where this was going and smirked, lips revealing larger than normal fangs that glimmered dangerously in the moonlight. And sure enough,

"Our leader wishes to see you." He said plainly, stepping back slightly to give Lenne some breathing room. Her snow white eyebrows met in an angry V shape.

"Why, so another human can use me? I don't think so." She snarled, pupil thinning as she accessed her true self. Itachi, seeing the danger, immediately activated his most powerful technique.

"Mangekyo Sharingan!" he declared as his chakra suppressed Lenne's spirit. Just as he expected, she didn't go down easily. She gave a savage scream of rage as she tried to fight off the immense power of the human who stood before her, smirking as he prevailed. With one last snarl, Lenne succumbed to unconsciousness, body wobbling dangerously as gravity threatened to take her to the ground, similar to the sound-nin she slaughtered minuets ago. Itachi, using his god-speed, grabbed her slim waist before she tumbled to earth. Setting her on the tree branch, back leaning against the trunk, he fished for the collar the Leader had given him. Using a jutsu, he bound it to her slim neck, so only by his hand it would come off. Another purpose for the collar, he noted, was to absorb almost all her chakra, leaving enough for below average stamina. The Mangekyo Sharingan would last until tomorrow night, so until then, he would have to carry Lenne. He had been generous with the Mangekyo Sharingan, allowing Lenne to stay in an abyss of darkness until it wore off. Sighing, he picked up the songstress and unceremoniously tossed her over his shoulder, surprised on how light she really was, and without another thought, sped towards headquarter, leaving Kisame behind to gawk at the display of fireworks that were still continuing.

Happiness! Phew, that was a long chappie, but I need to say a few things before I go. First off, the lyrics I typed were to Mariah Carey's song 'Hero' (beautiful song, it always makes me cry…sniffle…). Another thing, I have never seen Itachi before in the anime or even manga (pictures though…drools…), so the only thing I'm working with is the way the other authors on this site write about him, so if he's a little OOC, I apologize. Oh, and another thing, I wouldn't write Lenne off as a Mary Sue just yet, as its only the first chapter and you don't about her past or who she really is, so save the complains for that later (if there r any). And maybe if she does seem a bit Mary Sueish, that's on HUMAN STANDARDS! Remember, she is a very young dragoness whose yet to hit full maturity, so in the eyes of her people, she is defiantly flawed and young hearted, but she seems and looks like a 21 year old (age to be told soon…). Don't forget to review, it makes me type faster! And anyone who reviews (throughout the story), I'll add their names in either the beginning or ending author's notes, maybe even reviewer responses… (hint hint, wink wink)Until next time! 3Huggles 3

P.S.- And I like criticism, not FLAMES! All flames will be used to ignite my family's stubborn corn stove (no lie; there are actually stoves that burn died kernels of CORN!) And one more thing, I'm sorry about not being really descriptive, whether it be about the concert or Lenne's clothes. For a view of those, go to google and click on image search. Then type in "yuna songstress", and you will see the outfit (and even hairstyle!) I was attempting to describe, but failed horribly (sweatdrop) Aaak! I kept you too long! Bye Bye!

THE UNCHAINED BEAST HATH SPOKEN!