I didn’t
know what to pack. So I settled on a bunch of knives and my dad’s special
poison. I couldn’t believe I’d be part of murdering the Kazekage. My friend
Gaara! But duty is duty… I’ll never be able to be as heartless and cruel and
these people.
After I
finished packing I grabbed my Akatsuki robe and put it over my black spaghetti
strap shirt and black skinny jeans with red converse. I didn’t bother
zipping up this ugly coat.
I rushed
into the living room where Deidara and Sasori were waiting for me “I’m ready!”
I yelled bending down to catch my breath. They both looked at me weird and
turned to leave. “I’ll ride on my sculpture; Sasori will walk and so will you,
un.” Deidara informed me and with that he made the clay bird and got on it. Sasori
looked a little angry to be with me. I felt utterly useless.
We soon
made it to Suna. Deidara landed and met up with us. Sasori informed us on the
plan and I just nodded. We were let into the village by one of the Akatsuki’s
accomplices. I felt nervous, anxious and guilty. Nervous because if I messed
up, I’d be killed, anxious because this is a ninja infested village and guilty
because we could possibly kill my old friend Gaara. But like I said, duty is
duty.
My job was to
attack the few jonin’s guarding the Kazekage’s office silently. That’s what I’m
good at so I should be okay right? Wrong. When I threw a kunai at a jonin’s
shoulder and pinned him to the wall others started to notice. I silently said
sorry as I took the jonin pinned to the wall’s head. The other jonin that came
to help threw a kunai at my stomach. I tried to dodge it but it ended up
hitting my shoulder.
I quickly
punched the jonin in the face using the chakra that I sucked out of him. I hit
him so hard in the skull that I heard a sickening crack. I was sure he was
dead. I waited and listened for other jonins to come but none came. I let out a
sigh of relief and continued searching for other jonins.
I felt
dirty and guilty for taking two people’s lives. What about their wives? Their mothers?
What if they had kids? Oh God, no! What if they had kids?! Those kids would
grow up fatherless! Or what if their wife was pregnant? Oh God! I just ruined
their lives! Their wife could be starving because her only source of income is
gone! I just ruined their lives! I felt like crying. S-rank criminal stuff
isn’t for me!
My thoughts
were interrupted by a loud bang. It had to be Deidara. I peered up, yep; low
and behold there was Deidara on his giant stupid bird. NO! I scolded myself, It
makes him happy and he’s good at it, it’s NOT stupid I told myself.
Sometimes I think mean thoughts and I have to scold myself for them. No one
should be treated badly.
I noticed
other jonin and I threw needles at their vein in their neck. They dropped dead,
because of the poison and also I hit a vital vein. I let a tear slip; I’ll
never be able to do what they do so easily. It just isn’t right to take a life.
I saw Gaara
up there with Deidara fighting. I was torn between cheering for my team mate
and cheering for my old friend. I just wish I could just talk to Gaara one more
time… I should’ve thought about the consequences before agreeing to steal the
scroll from the Akatsuki.
I saw
Deidara leaving I took it as my cue to leave. I threw more needles at the jonin
that got in my way. I made sure to make them immobile and not kill them. I hope
I succeeded. I ran as fast as I could, like my life depended on it, out of
there.
I was
stopped at the gates by Kankuro; I prayed that he wouldn’t notice me. I don’t
want him to see me like this. I jumped in a zig-zag pattern from wall to wall
to try to avoid Kankuro. So far so good…
Until I turned around to see if he
was following me. Big mistake, I saw the shock in his eyes, he stopped in his
tracks and watched me go. He noticed my
eyes, I thought He’s going to hate me
forever. I hurt him… I could feel the tears clouding my vision. I kept
following Deidara with Gaara while Kankuro fought Sasori.
It was hard to follow Deidara, he
was going faster than I ever could run, even with my great speed. The rest of
the mission was a blur…
I woke up the next morning ready to
start my day. I put my hair up in my usually sloppy bun and I put on some
skinny jeans with a striped spaghetti strap top and my red converse. I began to
make breakfast, I made eggs. As I set them down on the table Hidan came in, his
hair wasn’t slicked back at this moment, he looked kind of cute.
“So you’re the bitch that’s been making
breakfast.” Hidan stated eyeing me cooking, I just nodded. “I need to clean up this
place.” I said looking up from my work and smiling. Hidan smirked back and
walked up to the stove. I could feel his breath of my neck. He scooted me away
and he took over the cooking. “Oh, I can get that.” I said not wanting to
bother Hidan’s morning.
Hidan just waved me off. “You’re
too fucking slow.” Hidan smirked. I felt my heart sink… “And… you could use a
break.” Hidan said through clenched teeth. I felt like it almost pained him to
be nice to me. I just nodded. “I’ll make the sausage then.” I smiled joyfully.
Hidan didn’t answer or give any sign that he was listening.
I started to cut up the sausage and
put it into a pan. “I’ll need to go grocery shopping soon… Do you know that
nearest town?” I asked Hidan. Hidan just shook his head. “I’ll go with you if
you want…” Hidan mumbled. I was in shock, Hidan wanting to spend time with the
worthless newbie? I felt flattered. I couldn’t help but notice that my cheeks
were getting hotter, and it wasn’t the heat from the kitchen…
To be continued!
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