It seems that in the end, I'm not so terrible after all…
"You need to wake up!" A voice yelled dully. "Kisame!"
A hand gripped his arm as he felt himself being shaken, yet everything was so numb. Kisame couldn't move even if he wanted to. Death had overcome him. He was finally laid to rest. But the voice persisted and shook him again. It was like a mouse prodding a lion.
"Get up! I can't move you on my own!" It pleaded so far, far away. Like his mind was swirling in the black abyss on the edge of forever. "Come on!"
Thumping proceeded on his chest. He easily ignored it, slipping further away. Everything was going black and cold, and Kisame couldn't care. He couldn't feel at all.
"You're not dead yet asshole!"
Hey now. That stirred the shark ninja a little, a small ember cast onto the woodpile. He felt a twitch of his finger, (was it his finger?), and the voice continued its onslaught at him.
"Come on Kisame! Wake up before I tear your arm off and take it with me!"
Was that a threat? A small flame lit on the pile as his whole hand moved by the slightest fraction. The abyss was slipping away from him now, and he was beginning to feel little pinpricks across his skin.
"If you don't get up what good are you?!"
The flame burned hotly across the woodpile as Kisame could now feel the fists still pounding on his chest, not really painful, but annoying.
"Get up! Move! Do something!"
It was a girl's voice harassing him. She repeated his name over and over, as the darkness ebbed away from his being and the sound of her shouting came to his attention.
"God! I was left with a dead guy!"
The flame was now an inferno, and Kisame willed his eyes to open.
"Kisame! Kisame! Kisame!"
Evelyn ignored the thumping pain on her chest as she continued her assault on the shark ninja. The chain clasped to the cuff around her wrist jingled as she beat her fists down. Kisame didn't flinch or react to her attacks. She was afraid he would never awaken.
"God! I was left with a dead guy!"
Just as she was about to land another blow, Kisame opened his eyes and lunged at her, startling Evelyn into a scream as she fell back away from him. The larger shinobi pinned her beneath himself, and much to her horror, had the expression of a pissed off bear.
"Ah! No no no no wait wait!" She cried out, trying pitifully to squirm out from underneath him. "Sorry sorry sorry, I-"
Whack! The sound resonated and left Evelyn dazed for a few seconds as a small ringing sounded in her ears, her head lolling back against the floor as she recognized the taste of blood in her mouth. He smacked her! Hard.
Kisame grunted as he blinked his watery eyes, ready to hit the girl again when a sharp pain landed across his face. A familiar metallic taste in his mouth lolled across his tongue. Strange, he didn't remember getting struck. He shook his head to dispel the ringing in his ears.
"Kisame." The stranger croaked out, rolling her head back to look up at him. Blinking furiously, she felt tears roll down the sides of her face. "You're crushing me."
Kisame removed his weight without thinking, and felt a great force being lifted from himself. It was as though he was being suffocated without realizing it. Evelyn crawled away as she inhaled great amounts of air, keeping an eye on her assailant. The shinobi sat upright against the wall, trying to catch his own breath as she did the same; two strangers sitting opposite from each other.
"God, you're violent." Evelyn muttered as she caressed her swollen cheek, staring at her newly awoken partner. It was too surreal as she studied every crevice of his being, thinking when she would wake up from this dream.
Here was a young woman, trapped with a fictional character, (and a dangerous one, at that), with no idea what to say, or what to do. Or how to stay alive.
"You need me." Evelyn spoke, rather quietly. Kisame stopped his actions of rubbing his jawbone, narrowing his eyes at her. "When I feel pain, you feel pain. When you're hurt, I'm hurt too."
A chuckle escaped the shark. What the hell was going on, what was she saying?
"You will not believe a word I say, I know, but it's the truth." Evelyn rubbed her wrist where the cuff was attached, noticing Kisame's glance at the chain. With a jiggle of her hand, she shook the chain in front of him. "You have one too, in case you didn't notice."
"Eh?" Kisame glanced down, surprised and slightly angered as he lightly threaded the chain between his fingers to the cuff on his wrist. It was a plain cuff with no keyhole, and a thin ten-foot chain connected them. How did he not notice before, and better yet, why was he attached to her?
"Yeah. You and I are stuck together. You can try to rip it off." Evelyn watched as he struggled to sever it, a hot pain searing into her wrist as he pulled at his own. "Ow! I can feel that!"
What the hell is going on? Kisame looked down to the intact chain as he proved unable to break it, and back to the girl that stared at him with wary eyes. There's no way in hell I'm going anywhere with baggage. I'll rip her arm off and just carry the chain.
"If you think you can just kill me you'll die too!" Evelyn guessed his intentions from the dark look on his face, pinching the thin skin on her arm.
Kisame grunted as he felt the same pinch on his own arm, rubbing it subconsciously. So, I feel what she feels…and vice versa. This is going to be a problem.
"Don't…don't you remember anything?" The voice brought his attention from looking around back to her face. The way she talked to him unsettled him slightly. It was as though she knew him, yet he couldn't picture her face. "Kisame?"
"What's happening?" The shark shinobi finally spoke, his deep voice grumbling across to her.
Evelyn sighed, running her fingers through her long, tousled hair. "It's a very long story. And it'll sound insane. But it's the truth. I swear."