Unintended Crossover
Fury POV~
Damn it! Of all the Konoha enemies, I had to land in the most dangerous one and not to mention, the prejudice I had with them. The Akatsuki were no joke, or at least I thought so…before I met Deidara and Sasori.
It was them who decided not to kill me after what I've done to their comrade, the long deceased Iyarashi. And it was Deidara who put me on this couch and Sasori who healed me with his lengthy medical knowledge. I can't hold a grudge against two people who just saved me. Oh man, where's Kakashi when I really need him?
Deidara and Sasori glanced at each other in astonishment as the cuts on Fury started glowing red and healing in abnormal speed. She was still unconscious. But, in fact, she wasn't. She had wakened a long time ago when Deidara and Sasori went to clean up. She had heard their arguing voices and decided it was best to remain on the couch and looking unmoved.
She breathed slowly and normally. Several flashbacks hit her then; none of them bothered her except the last one. It wasn't what happened before, the flashback was three years ago and it still haunted her. Kakashi's lifeless and limp body lying on the ice floor. Inklings of blood trails marked on the sheet of ice and a reflection of Iyarashi holding an icy blade, poised to stab Kakashi to his death.
The memory was clear and horrifying. Too clear and horrifying for Fury to continue remembering what happened next. She sat up, the blood rushing from her head and stars shooting in front of her eyes. She gasped and clutched her head.
Deidara and Sasori jumped up and ran to her side. She wasn't screaming or throwing fits. Her head was in between her knees and she was trembling all over. The cuts stopped healing themselves and started oozing tiny beads of blood.
'Hey, calm yourself down, you're making your wounds worse!' Sasori said in shock. He made to touch her but Fury's voice shot out.
'Don't touch me!' She warned. Sasori frowned and ignored the warning. But Deidara who was closer to Fury stopped him.
'Wait! She has a point, Sasori.' The blond bomber said. 'She's burning all over.'
Sasori's eyes widened. 'Burning?' he repeated.
'That's right. Don't touch me.' Fury suddenly said. She slowly released her head and looked up. She was sweating profusely and her eyes were wild.
Deidara grinned. 'Of course, you're that fire girl who took down Iyarashi. Remember? The redhead?' He directed the last question at Sasori who smiled understandingly. Fury inhaled deeply and calmed herself down silently. The half-healed skin started sealing itself again and the some of the heat left her body. Deidara cocked his head slightly. 'You regenerate?'
She looked at him suspiciously, wariness clouding her eyes. 'No.'
'Huh?' Sasori and Deidara said simultaneously.
She sighed and tried to explain. But Deidara grabbed her shoulders. 'Never mind. You need to rest.' He said quickly. She scowled and pulled away from his hands.
'I'm fine. I want to go back now!' she said loudly and jumped down from the couch. 'Thanks for the medical treatment.'
Sasori suddenly lunged out and grabbed her as she opened the door. Kisame's Samehada was suddenly in the room, resting exactly on the spot where Fury had been seconds before. His tall figure squeezed itself inside the room, a smirk on his dark blue face. Sasori and Deidara glared at him.
'Stop doing that!' Deidara spat out angrily. Sasori was still holding Fury who looked remotely unfazed. Kisame snorted unimpressively the Itachi was beside him, his face blank.
'How's the girl?' he asked smoothly. The four of them looked at Fury then there was a sudden poof and Sasori disappeared behind a cloud of smoke. When he reappeared again, a log was lying near his feet.
'Substitution Jutsu.' Itachi informed. The others looked at him, realizing that he knew all along.
'Where is she?' Kisame asked, shifting his sword edgily.
'Somewhere in the corridor, I predict.' Itachi replied then eyed his sword. 'Put that away, Kisame, she'll be more than likely to scorch it alive.'
Kisame looked thrown for a second then grinned. 'No need to get all threatening, my friend.'
Itachi walked out of the room. 'I'm wasn't kidding. Don't underestimate the girl, she has more potential than you know.' He said and quickened his pace, no doubt going to look for Fury.
Deidara scowled. 'Those eyes of yours don't see everything, Itachi!' He shouted after him but followed down the hallway. Sasori and Kisame followed too impatiently. After a few turns, Itachi stopped dead.
Fury was standing in front of them. Her arms folded and a furious expression of her face. She seemed to be expecting them. 'Stop following me.' She said rigidly. Deidara and Sasori sighed in relief. She glared at them.
Itachi didn't move. 'You were wounded deeply, you shouldn't be moving around quickly. Stay here until you get better.' He said kindly.
Fury's face froze. 'Then what? You're going to kill me?' she said angrily. A spasm of pain hit her in her inner organs and she grunted in pain but remained her ground.
Itachi smiled humourlessly. 'We're not stupid enough to deal with you.'
Deidara stepped forward. 'Um…' he frowned trying to remember her name.
'Fury.' Itachi and Fury answered for him. Her hair swept up in indignation.
'Yeah, Fury, listen to Itachi.' It nearly killed Deidara to say that but he had to convince her. 'You were hit pretty hard during the crossfire. Just stay until you're better.'
Her face slack and she exhaled sharply, trying hard not to black out. 'Fine! But don't touch me!' she snapped. Kisame and Sasori grinned and Deidara relaxed. She gave him a strange look then pitched forwards.