Today has been the most insane day of my entire life so far, almost to the point I was almost convinced that this wasn't reality, and instead was some mental Parody made up by a crazed little girl that someone, for some unknown reason, had given a laptop with internet access to.
But seriously this isn't a parody we are all taking this far to seriously to be a parody. About a week or so ago we, the sound village that is, received news from Akatsuki. Apparently Orochimaru had stolen an Akatsuki ring and now they really need it back so they were going to come and get it. What they meant by come and get it I don't know, whether they calmly come to ask for it back negotiating it's return or they would come in charging from other the hills waving there weapons like mad men, screaming about Anarchy.
Well enough of being over dramatic this is what actually happened…
Walking through the dark twisting halls of Orochimaru's lair, there was a certain uneasiness about the atmosphere. Everyone was unsure, nervous and fearful. Me include though I would never admit that, I have to remain emotionless behind my indifferent expression. There's no use having a straight face when your eyes are screaming 'fear'!
I need to keep on top of myself today, I know I will see Itachi today but it is simply business between two rival missing nin's. Leader and Orochimaru, It really nothing to do about him or me. He is merely coming as backup as are several other Akatsuki members and I am simply hear as back up for Orochimaru if they try anything.
I highly doubt I'll be able to remain emotionless throughout the whole of the negotiations, but I have to try. I will not let Itachi see me weak or emotional I must keep my demeanour as calm as my brothers.
Entering the large meeting room with stealth and speed I was greeted only my the stares of fellow Sound shinobi. It appeared as though Kabuto nor Orochimaru had arrived yet, so we all waited in silence. Our composure calm, but the atmosphere was not. The tension in that room was so thick it was almost like butter.
Seconds ticked on, minutes passed by, my nerves had turned irritation now, I was just about to voice my opinions out loud when Orochimaru marched through the doors closely followed by a haggard looking Kabuto.
"they are hear" was all the sannin said as he sat door at the table with Kabuto, we were all quick to follow.
My heart rate had sped up again, I was able to keep a certain amount of control over it due to my training but there's only so much you can do to concentrate at a time like this. That's when the door swung violently open again, causing most of the Sound Shinobi to jump.
And there in the door stood most of the Akatsuki. In front was a man with orange hair and many face piecing which I recognised as Leader. To his left stood the two members Sasori, orochimaru former partner, and a man with long blond hair and feminine features whose name I did not know. Behind him stood, for lack of a better word, a plant with a half black face and a half white face. I shifted my gaze again to see that on his right was the tall, blue swordsman who I knew to be Kisame.
But the person that I gazed at the longest was the man to Kisame's right, with his blood red eyes boring right through me, and his indifferent appearance causing my breath to hitch.
There in the doorway stood the man I had hated since I was seven years old, the man I had vowed to kill, the man who was once the most important person in my life, my older brother Uchiha Itachi. At the realisation that he was glaring right back at me, I felt a powerful heat boiling up inside me, as my glare intensified, all fear, irritation, and nervousness had gone. All that had replaced them now was hate.
