A/N: Hello everyone! It has been quiet a while since I have written something, but I have decided to give it a go again! Hope y'all like it! Before you read this up though, just a bit of a note before hand, this is a self insert story, but not at the same time. She is based on of my appearance and name, but she is completely different to who I am in real life. I wanted to make someone who I feel could adapt and grow in any situation, for I have a hard time doing so.
Description: Everything changed in a matter of seconds. The car crash was quick, and her body ached with pain. She held her eyes shut, letting the darkness consume her... Though when she opened her eyes, she was not greeted with death, but with life... Her new life that is. That life happened to be with the Akatsuki. ItachixOC
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Thump thump thump. Her fast paced heart was all she could think of in the heat of the moment. Tears swelled in her eyes as realisation hit her dead on. Staring in disbelief, she could feel hiccups forming in her throat, as she looked at the man she had loved with all her heart. "T-this whole t-time?" Her words barely formed into a proper sentence, she couldn't help but start to shake. "M-mark, what the fuck are you telling me?" It was clear she was upset.
The tall man in front of her leaned forward, placing both hands under his chin, resting the weight of his head on them. His face held the look of boredom, but in his eyes, they proved his face was lying, showing some form of sadness. Grief? Mercy? She couldn't make it out.
"This whole time Erin. Well, I shouldn't say that, I would say about Three months in." He removed one of his hands to grab the coffee that lay in front of him. Taking a sip, he placed it down, not caring if it had spilled and stain the table-cloth below it. "It's been fucking two years Erin. Two fucking years of me waiting for you to give yourself to me. Every time I would make a move on you, you would just push me away. I wanted you. I longed for you." His eyes turned from sad to bitter, as his entire tone changed. The sweat that had started to form on his brow dried up as he spoke more and more from the heart. "We have never had sex Erin. Two years of not having sex with the person who I loved. Erica on the other hand has been very open with me, and actually has allowed me to touch her, feel her, and love her."
Erin couldn't stop the tears leaving her eyes. They fell freely as her heart broke with every word he said. This was the man she loved, the man who she had wanted to marry. All her dreams completely dissolved in front of her. The moment they walked into the café thought, everything changed.
He looked his ex girlfriend up and down, removing his hands from underneath his chin and started playing with them, trying to avoid looking her in the eye. "Look. It is harsh, I know, and trust me, I know about your past too and how it has affected your views on sex and what not, but honestly Eri..." Her heart stung as he shortened her name like the many times he had done before. "...Honestly, I have taken some time to think about it over the past few months. At one point I wanted to stop the affair, but then I remembered the direction this relationship was going, that being no where... So with that, I have decided it is best for us to part ways. I have fallen in love with Erica. Some who loves me just as much as I love them."
"I... I see." She tried to focus on her breathing, Erin was now aware that people were watching them discuss their break up. Shivering, she looked up at Mark, who had made it clear at this point he didn't care what she had to say, for he had made his point, and his point was all he was going to hear from this. Picking up a napkin, she wiped her tears and smudged makeup away, failing an attempt to try and fix her appearance, but her eyes were clearly still puffy and her make up now ruined.. All she wanted to do was leave. Though her heart beat loudly in her chest, her breathing had improved slightly. She did everything in her power to avoid a panic attack.. Not in a public place like this she thought to herself.
Finishing his coffee with one big gulp, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, rolling them up as he prepared to leave. Standing up, he stretched for a moment before heading to the door, but as he turned to leave, he shot her one last look, probably the last time he would see her before he went back to their place to get his stuff. Their eyes connected, and with venom he shot his last word. "Also, to be frank, you really, really should stop watching those childish cartoons. You are 19 years old for gods sake, why don't you go out and socialize more instead of staying cramped up watching those damn shows. Maybe if you had friends to open up that could have saved us." With that, he stormed out of the café.
The whole place went quiet as she sat there, dead eyed, thinking over everything he had just said. A waitress scurried over, placing a soft and warming hand on Erin's back, placing a paid bill in front of her. The waitress smiled at her, whispering quietly so only she could hear it. "It's on us today. That guy was a jerk, I'm sorry things turned so sour for you two." She gave her one last pat before returning to serve more customers. Erin looked up, trying to smile, but all the muscles in her face seemed to fail her, almost as if they had given up for the day.
Standing from her chair, she walked out the café, the soft murmur of whispers from inside following her for a brief second until the door fully closed. Shivering, she rubbed her arms as her eyes adjusted to the bright morning light that lined the busy street.
Did that really just happen? Her heart sunk into her chest as she looked for her car along the street. It had only just hit Eleven A.M and already all she wanted to do was to go home and just die. Looking around, it wasn't that hard to find her car, the red color stood out against the silver, white and black cars that lined the long and busy street. Giving herself a sad shake, she waited for traffic to hit a red light before she bolted on to the street, opening the driver's side door and hopped into the front seat. Another wave of hiccups started to erupt from her throat, but she shook her head, closing her eyes tightly. I have already embarrassed myself enough in public today, this is all becoming too much. If I am going to cry again, I'll do it in the comfort of my own home.
Erin slapped her cheeks, trying to pull herself out of her gloomy state. Pulling down the mirror above her head, she wanted to check her appearance with a slight worry of what she could find. As her eyes hit her own, she honestly wanted to die right then and there. Her olive colored eyes now were dry and irritated from her crying, and the makeup she had on had smudged down her cheeks. Her whole face was puffy and strands of her red dyed hair were sticking to around her eyes. She was a mess.
Pulling a pack of makeup wipes from her dashboard, she couldn't help but sigh to herself as this had become a common occurrence. Erin knew she was quiet the cry baby. With rough wipes, most of her make disappeared in seconds, exposing the freckles that once laid hidden underneath her foundation. She wasn't use to being bare face in public, but she would rather go naked then spend the day looking like whore getting off work on a Sunday morning. Throwing the wipes back on the dashboard, she turned on her car, pulling on to the busy street.
The city streets were loud and busy, people lining the side walks attempting to try and catch taxi's. Those who weren't screaming at taxi's were busy shopping the large selection of shops. The life that had filled Toronto's streets brought a small smile to her face as she watched people socialize with one and other. Thinking back to her and Mark's heated conversation, she felt her heart bang loudly in her chest once again as she realised some of his words were rather true. She didn't have that many friends, and she felt rather socially awkward.
Pulling up on a busy intersection, Erin's attention was soon grabbed as her phone began to vibrate in her pocket. Quick to pull it out, she noticed her the name of her cousin flash onto the screen, bring a light hearted smile to her face.
"Hello?" She answered quietly, voice slightly raspy from the earlier incident. A very flamboyant voice picked up on the other end, vibrating the phone as she scrambled to put it on speaker. It was illegal to talk on the phone while driving where she was from. "Good morning darling! Oh it is quiet the beautiful morning!" Her mood was instantly brightened as her cousin's voice was filled with sass and rainbows. Shaking her head, a smile now present on her face, she brought her hand to rest outside her window, feeling the wind move between her fingers.
"Now how is my little muffin doing? Oh how I have missed hearing your voice. Though, might I add, it sounds as though you have been through quiet the throat fucking with that rasp of yours. Did something happen to my snuggle bear?" Erin gave a sad smile, tapping her fingers along the side of her car. "Sadly. Apparently Mark has cheated on me this whole time." Her voice was sand and she felt her cheeks get hot and red, emotion smacking her right in the face. "With that being said, he ended it with me. Me and Mark are no longer an item." She bit back tears.
Silence filled the car as she waited for her cousins response. "To be completely honest, never like the guy." That really didn't make her feel any better. "Then again I have voiced my opinion many times before hunny, so, sorry but totally not sorry – I'm kinda happy for you, as cruel as that may sound. My boo deserves a better.." He paused for a moment, bring the phone closer to his face. "Man..." Husk clear in his voice. Erin couldn't help but laugh at the last bit, tapping her fingers on the wheel. "Fuck Cameron, since you have come out the sass levels are off the charts." She could hear him giggle. "Darling, please. I have always been the most sassy prince out there."
Slowly her mood increased as her cousin tried to lift her spirits, talking about how dumb men were and how they should go out drinking sometime, and with her current situation she was pretty down for it. By this time the start of lunch time traffic had made itself clear, though it wasn't as bad as it would be in about 10 more minutes she noted.
"Cammy?" She bit her lips, something tugging at her thoughts. "Why are you calling me anyways? Didn't you have that party to go to today? I know how long it takes you to prepare." Almost instantly the mood changed as her cousin cleared his voice, turning more serious. "Yeah, about that... There has been an accident." Her heart sunk into her chest yet again for the second time that day. "W-what do you mean?" She said frantically.
Clearing his voice yet again, she could tell just by the time he was taking that it wasn't good, her cousin wasn't one to normally worry about things or do anything to make herself worry. "Well..." He started off slow, almost as if he was building up for a reaction, though she picked up he wasn't doing it on purpose. "I went to go wake mom up for work this morning, and when I went into her room, she was unresponsive." Her heart almost stopped. "Turns out she had a bad stroke sometime during the night. We are in the hospital now, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, talking to you was all I wanted to do." Erin felt tears flow from her eyes, worry filling her soul as she started to speed up unintentionally. Before she could respond, Cameron beat her to the punch, clear sounds of sniffles breaking through his mic. "They don't think she is going to last the night, it's pretty bad..."
This can't be happening... Her aunt and cousin were the closest family she had, for they had practically brought her up. The though of losing the closest thing she had to a mother started ripping her apart. Bringing the hand she held out the window to her face to try to hide the sobs. "I'm sorry Erin, I know today has been rough." This was too much for her. All she wanted to do was cry.
"I-I don't know what to say Cammy..." Her lips quivered as she rubbed the tears running down her face. She could hear her cousin moving his phone around, the sound of his phone scraping against fabric was very loud but she could hear the voices of various people talking to her cousin. "I don't know what to do..." She whispered to herself as she sunk into her seat, the whole day crashing into her.
The sound of screeching tires brought Erin back to her senses as she looked around, trying to find what the hell made that noise. She watched in horror at her rear view mirror as the car behind her was rammed by another car going far faster than the speed limit, pushing it forward at an alarming speed. It only took Erin a second to realise the car was going to hit her, and she quickly braced herself, impact imminent. Closing her eyes, she counted down the seconds as the car flew itself in her direction, the sound of her cousin now returning to the phone breaking her heart as his shaky words broke the silence.
"E-Erin..?"
CRASH.
She sat in fear as the sound of scraping metal rang in her ears, making her wince in pain. Her body was flung forward, only to be caught by her seat belt as her cars tires scratched along the road, creating black skid marks along the gray pavement, pushing her car into incoming traffic. Opening her eyes to see what was happening, she was horrified to watch as cars slammed to a stop around her, honking loudly as her car moved towards them.
Before she could blink, Erin's car was hit again, this time right into her door, knocking the wind out of her chest. Hercarhad been pushed into another's path, the driver unable to stop as Erin's car had blocked every possible escape. The damage was catastrophic, her windshield shattering and air bags deploying as the metal body seemed to cave in around Erin.
Closing her eyes, she accepted the fact that she probably wouldn't survive her injuries. Her whole body ached, she could feel glass sink into her hands and face, and her door had now become part of her body. She felt blood run down her face as her once clean clothing become soaked in crimson. She felt darkness consume her body, as her mind faded into nothing. Death was more peaceful than it should have been.
-x- Else where, One hour earlier.-x-
The early morning sun brightly shone down on a small dumpling shop, warming the temperature to the perfect degree as the smell of fresh-baked sweets and warm tea filled the air. Soft chatter and quiet laughter filled the atmosphere creating a light and airy feel to the little shop, creating a welcoming stop for travelers wanting to take a break from their journeys. It was a rather pleasant change of scenery for two cloaked figures with large straw like hats who had approached the shop, almost charmed by the appeal.
"It has been a long time since we have had a proper tasting meal, wouldn't you say?" A rugged voice pipped up, almost peaking with interest. Expecting no response from his partner, the two cloaked figures walked into the tiny shop, welcoming the smell to fully hit their noses. A rathery cheery waitress welcomed their guests as they walked in and took a seat at one of the tables that scattered the small building. Walking over to them, almost skipping, she stood above their table, notebook out.
"Welcome, my name is Ruto, and I will be your server." She started off politely, her gestures almost cartoonish like she had done it many times before. Tilting her head, she smiled, bringing her notepad up close to her face ready to write their order. "What can I get you folks?"
"Gosh ain't you just a beauty." The rough voice spoke again from under his hat. Knowing they were in a smaller village, and knowing their reputation, the man took off his hat exposing rugged blue hair and blue-tinted skin. His partner soon following, letting raven locks flow freely as he pulled off his hat. The waitress, with no surprise to the blue man shivered at his appearance, but kept her composure and smile. "Thank you for the compliment sir." The charm in her voice losing power as she attempted to keep her cool in front of the strange man.
His quiet partner spoke, his sharingan turned off revealing dark yet glassy black eyes. "Green tea for the both of us, as well as two orders of dango." Kisame looked towards Itachi with a giant sigh following, respectfully hating the Uchiha for rushing with their order, wanting to play with the girl a bit more. The waitress scribbled the order down, giving a clearly fake smile, bowing and heading to retrieve their orders, leaving the two alone to talk with each other for a bit.
"Ya know, if I weren't blue I'm pretty sure I could land a girl like her." Kisame spoke up, tapping his fingers on the table, clearly annoyed at the response that he had gotten. Itachi silently hummed to himself, looking off in the distance, enjoying the fact that he had time to actually sit down and take a break from their travels. They had been on a long mission to start collecting information on the tailed beasts, but their lead had turned out to be false, so now they had started their journey back towards the Akatsuki base.
It wasn't long before the waitress returned, tea in one hand, dango in the other. She quietly apologised for the wait and bowed before heading back to the cash register, clearly pondering why she had chosen her current job in the first was easily the first to start eating, with a ghost of a smirk lining the Uchiha's face as he savoured the flavor. He had grown tired of living off of Military ration pills and small campfire meals. Kisame looked at his partner and just smirked, acknowledging that fact that he was enjoying himself and the solitude of the tiny village.
It only took them about 5 minutes to finish their quick meal, leaning close to each other lowering their voices so that they were not to be heard. "Ya know," Kisame sighed to himself, bringing one his hands to rest underneath his chin. "I am really not looking forward to the rant we will surely be getting when we get back from leader-sama." TheUchihanodded his head ever so lightly, looking around the room to make sure no one was listening. "Though I must say that I am not complaining on an early trip home." He gave a big toothy grin, and though Itachi could try to look blank faced, he couldn't help but pass a smirk towards his partner. He himself was also looking forward to going home. For months they had been on constant missions, but now that everyone was bringing back as much information as they could to start the process of gathering the tailed beasts, their leader was allowing them to have some time off after the mission was finished. Itachi couldn't lie though, the thought of sleeping in a warm bed was rather pleasant.
"I am quiet worried to be completely honest. We found no other leads to the information that we were seeking." Itachispoke up, bringing his hands up to his hair to try and tighten his low pony tail. "It was almost as if all the leads had vanished..." He trailed off, his mind wandering. Kisame nodded, removing his hand from underneath his chin, moving to stretch and crack his back, before sitting upright normally. "I agree, and the civilians gave us no help either. Though, there isn't much we can do for that." Itachi hummed in agreement as they both took this chance to rise from the table, heading towards the cash register to pay for their meals.
Leaving the dumpling shop, they both returned their hats on top of their head, heading towards the direction of their base. Itachi placed his gaze on the road in front, activating his sharingan. It would take about 3 days for them to reach their destination with no stops at Ninja speed, but the casual speed they were travelling at would take them up to 5 days.
Kisame looked towards his partner, noticing he was oddly more silent than usual, though he didn't press the matter. Just like any other human, Itachi had his good days and his bad, he learned that much during the time he had spent with his partner. Looking towards the road, Kisame noticed something heading towards them in a fairly rushed matter. "You sense that?" Though Itachi didn't respond, Kisame heard his partner step off the road to the right, towards the trees that lined the small street. Kisame couldn't help but smile at his partner, following closely behind. "interesting..."
In front of them, a team of ninja sprinted along the road as they followed a chakra trail. It wasn't long until they caught up to where the two Akatsuki members were moments before, but the duo had been prepared and now laid well hidden from their enemies.
The group of what appeared to be Konoha ninja passed by them as they went towards the dumpling shop they once were in. Itachi looked over to Kisame who was a few yards behind him, hiding behind a tree silently waiting fortheUchiha's command. They caught each others eyes for a brief second, then almost instantly they both started hand signs. "Kage Bunshin no Jutsu." Two shadow clones appeared beside the raven in his appearance. In a matter of seconds,Kisame too had two similar shadow clones, tailored to his strange appearance. One of each clone paired with each other in different directions, before the real Akatsuki members nodded to each other, and travelled farther in to one of the many forests of the land of fire.
The pair travelled in silence, using minimal chakra to run the tree tops at a decent speed. They used all their senses to constantly check around each other, unknowing if the enemy would show up again. After about half an hour, Kisamefinally broke the silence, slowing his pace. "It appears as though they have stopped following." Looking to his partner, he too slowed down, turning around one last time to give the area a good look over. The blue man couldn't help but chuckle at his partner as he was being more cautious than usual.
"Itachi." Kisame pulled himself to a stop, perching himself on a large branch that would support his weight. The raven glanced up towards the blue man, curiosity peaking in his eyes. "You have been acting quiet different recently." Itachilooked away from his partner, but continued to listen. "Is there something bothering you lately? You seem more off andto be quiet honest more distant, cold even. I am not one to push the issue, but I need to know if this issue you are dealing with will affect the way we work with each other." Red eyes locked with his small pearls as the Uchiha sighed. Placing his hand on the tree beside him, he turned his gaze away once more, before speaking up. "It's his birthday soon."
Not poking at the matter more, Kisame nodded, turning on his heel to continue running again until something caught his eye, and he couldn't help but smile at what lay ahead. "Well well well..." He gave his own type of bark before hopping down to the ground. Itachi looked down towards his partner only to see a girl who was resting close to the base of the one of the trees close by. Curious, he popped down beside Kisame, examining the girl with caution.
She was very average looking, red hair clearly dyed, the brown roots exposed. Pale skin covered with hundreds of light freckles, it was clear by her lack of scars underneath her current wounds that this girl was a civilian, though the girl had been gravely injured in some sort of fight or accident. A large gash that was heavily bleeding appeared along one of her eyebrows following a blackened eye. Her nose appeared to be bruised, possibly even broken as a small trail of blood seemed to leak from it, falling on to her lips that appeared to be busted open in multiple places. Looking down towards her body, her clothes seemed rather strange to him. She wore some sort of loose sweater that stopped right above her elbows, and her pants appeared to be ripped in a few spots but they weren't sure if that was part of the design or not. In the end though, all her clothes had small stains of blood. The parts of her arms and legs that were exposed showed cuts and large bruises, and her hands appeared to have glass digging into them. Looking down at her feet, she only wore one sandal that had clearly been torn in multiple places.
Kisame give her a good-looking over along with Itachi, both standing over her unconscious body. They were quiet confused, Kisame being the first to speak after 2 minutes of silence, no one touching the girl. "What a peculiar sight." He couldn't help but crouch down and grab her hand, checking for a pulse. Itachi looked at the girl some more, but giving little care to who she was and what had happened to her, though he couldn't help but stare at her condition.
"She's alive." Kisame stood up, taking a moment to stretch his back out from the crouching he just did. "Barely at that." Looking at her pitiful appearance for one last moment, he turned his attention to his comrade who was staring at her near lifeless body. "What ever trauma this girl went through must have been painful. I almost want to put her out of her misery, poor thing." He flashed a toothy grin towards the girl, reaching for Samehada, but was quickly stopped by the raven. "On the account of not knowing if she has internal damage, at this rate and her pulse declining, I believe she will die on her own very soon." His words were somewhat cold, yet in a way Kisame almost heard the faint amount of pity. Retracting his hand, he then turned it upwards to scratch his head, still retaining his grin. "Alright partner, if that what you think is right."
With a nod, Itachi turned to walk away, Kisame soon following, but just as he went to step forward, his attention snapped to his foot as he felt a tight grip on the fabric of his sandals. He couldn't help but chuckle as he turned to face the girl again. Itachi noticed his partners harsh turn, and his gaze fell at the girls face, only to be caught with the frightened stare of the strange woman.
"Well well, look who decided to join the world of the living." Kisame chuckled, as the girls fearful expression bounced from partner to partner. All she did was stare, as her grip tightened. Kisame crouched back down, bringing his face close to hers, inspecting it, not caring if she winced or not at his sudden closeness. Expecting a reaction, he smiled big, showing his jagged shark like teeth. The girl looked him up and down, but her reaction was not what he expected.
Her eyes showed shock, and her mouth opened slightly as if to speak, only for her to stumble on her words, mouth dryer then the desert. "I..." She closed her mouth, attempting to pull what ever saliva she had left to try and help her speak. "I-I'm alive?
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This chapter took two days to write and I am so happy now that it is finished. It was a joy to write, I have worked on story ideas for weeks and building up a character that everyone might like. My goal is to make Erin likeable, friendly, yet fairly quiet around strangers. I want to try and make a character not like any I have seen with these types of fan fiction.
Here is a little more info on Erin. She is about 5'7, and her eyes are a beautiful olive colour. When she was in her world, they held a little bit of brown and gold within them, but since she will be in a whole new world I decided to give her just straight Olive eyes. Her natural hair color is a dark brown, though she prefers it red or black, and she constantly switches between the two. That being said her hair is long and wavy, though when she had the time in the morning, she would straighten it. She is about average build, and her face and shoulders are littered with light freckles.
Anyways, thank you all for reading! I will try to update this as often as I can, though I do not know then this will be.