Above the Moonlit Sky
Chapter One
Woman Akatsuki sequel
Here are their ages. I may have messed up, give a girl a break will ya?
Wisdom:27
Midnight:28
Daylight:29
Anger:28
Ne Ne/Strength:29
Neji:29
Blood Lust:25
Naruto:28
Poison String:27
Sasuke:28
Shuri:30
Wisdom sat in the large, dusty hideout. All alone.
'God,' She thought. 'I have really let this place go. 13 years and notonce did I do spring cleaning. Goes to show how things change.'The blonde girl was now in her late twenties. Her blue eyes had oncesparkled with excitement and happiness.
She slowly let her finger trace the dust covered carved wood of a chair.The dust flew up and made her cough gently.
"The others, I wonder...how are they?" Wisdom mused to herself out loud.
One of the many door slammed closed. "I'm home!" A young female voice called out.
"...And above the moonlit sky is a special place." Midnight finished saying to herself. She pushed herself off the ground and walked over to the small closet in the corner of the room. Down came a dusty cardboard box. Midnight softly fingered the fabric inside. She tensed when strong arms wrapped around her waist and a chin was placed on her right shoulder.
"Daylight...go bother the kids or something." She sighed, turning to glare at her husband.
"Only if you answer my question." He paused for a second before continuing. "Why are you looking at our old stuff from WA and why do you always say that stuff about the moon?"
"That's two questions." Daylight gave her a nudge. "Fine fine. Our teen days were full of everything. They were the best time in my life. And for the moon, that is a secret." Midnight wiggled out of his grasp. "Now go!" She gave him a hard shove toward the door.
Daylight laughed. "Okay, okay! I'm leaving!" He gave a sly smile. As he backed out the door, two kids ran in and tackled Midnight.
"Mommy!" The boy and girl screamed together.
Anger slowly rocked back and forth in a rocking before a small fire. The crackling of the fire and the creaking of the old chair were the only sounds in the large house. She watched the fire and let her mind wander about. "I'm not happy. I don't even know why I'm here." Anger finally whispered out loud. Tears gathered in her eyes. "I mean, I just married the first man who would ask me. A horrible marriage for 12 goddamn years!" Tears streamed down her face. The salty water washed away all of her makeup, causing all her bruises and scars on her face to appear in the flickering light. "I just can't take it anymore!" She said slightly louder.
She stood and silently walked out of the dark living room into a brightly lit hallway. She went up the red carpeted stairs to the room she shared with her husband. After a few minutes, she came out with a small dusty box and a black messenger bag with the symbol of anger on it in blood red. Anger carefully transfered the things from the box to the bag. The only thing that didn't get put in the pack was a cloak. A blood red cloak with black lettering. Anger sighed and carefully put the bag over a shoulder. The bag wasresting on her hip as she slipped the old cloak on. She was tying it to makesure it wouldn't fall off as she stepped back into the hallway.
"My baby..." She whispered again as she looked into her child's room. On the bed was a little girl sleeping peacefully. This time, Anger shed tears for a different reason. Anger quietly walked over and kneeled in front of her child. "My baby...My Simi..." Anger whispered before gently kissing her forehead. "Goodbye." Anger couldn't force herself away from her sleeping child, so she went with the flow for the moment. She quietly talked to Simi and swept the bangs from her face.
Then a loud bang startled Anger. A loud and angry man's voice traveled up the stairs. There was the sound of doors being flung open everywhere.
Anger ran over to the window next to Simi's bed. She pushed the window open even though pain flew through her body. Anger brought the hood up over her face and looked back for the last time, and jumped down from the second story window onto the front lawn. She was glad for the somewhat cover of twilight as she ran down the path towards the forest.
She had no destination for the moment.
A normal day. Strength had a normal day. Neji had been gone on a mission, Artemis had disappeared up some tree and Strength had practiced with her weapons. A perfectly normal boring day. O the fun and joy in that.
Now she was sitting on the stairs in front of her house. Strength's long wavy hair blew in the gentle wind. Her hair hasn't been in buns for years. The brick stairs she had been sitting on were warm from the sun beating down on them all day.
In the growing darkness, Strength was contemplating her life. She missed her teenage years. They had been so easy, so fun. And then she found 'love', gotten married. And now she was bored out of her wits. "I really need some adventure right about." Strength sighed. Out of nowhere, a pale girl appeared next to Strength.
"Mom...I'm hungry." She groaned.
"Lets go inside, Artemis." The two females walked inside, but Strength looked back outside once she was in the doorway. "I hope life brightens up." She turned back inside.
Blood Lust grunted as she started up her chain saw. The sharp edges had a red sparkle in the sunlight right before they clashed against wood. Splinters flew into the sky as the wooden post was felled. Once she was sure all the splinters and chunks of wood had fallen down to the ground, Blood Lust quickly twisted backwards, blue hair flying, and grinned. "And that is how you use a chain saw!" She said while picking the toothpick size splinters out from the rusted teeth.
"That was so cool!" Naruto bounced up and down. Blood Lust softened her smile a bit. She was so grateful to Naruto, for him giving up his dream of being Hokage so she could lead a great life. It was very sweet of him
"What do you think of my chain saw?" Blood Lust asked.
Kyros shrugged. "You had good form, but you really need to clean that thing."
Blood Lust sighed. Well, maybe not that great. Whiny kids.
Poison Strings sighed before throwing up again. She had decided it could be one of only two things. The first and more likely one, the poison in her body from thirteen years ago still hadn't been flushed out, or she was pregnant. She hoped she it wasn't the latter.
Behind her Xiamara rubbed her back. "It'll be okay mommy. It'll be okay."
Poison Strings threw up a few more times before getting up and rinsing her mouth out. She heard Xiamara flush the toilet.
"God, where's a man when you need one?" Poison Strings sighed before resting her head against the cold wall.
"Daddy should be home soon." Xiamara before walking out of the bathroom.
Poison Strings snorted. 'He doesn't come home that much anymore. We've been drifting apart for the past ten years.' She thought, slightly depressed. 'He's not that much of a man anyway.'
Poison Strings washed her hands before leaving the small bathroom.
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