Trouble, that's exactly what the Akatsuki were. They were the type of trouble I was strictly told to stay away from...to always avoid. They were trouble, and I never knew how I even got tangled up with them.
It sort of just happened. Poof, and here we are. Like magic, some mystical force dragged us together.
And although they were the plague I was supposed to stay away from, I found myself straying towards them more than ever.
…Because really, I knew that they were good people. I knew that they had good hearts, brilliant minds, and just amazing personalities…
Other people didn't see that.
All they saw was trouble…the type of trouble that could change a person for the worst.
They saw that, and they thought it was happening to me…when really; they changed me for the best.
But then again, other people didn't see that. They only saw a bunch of thugs, liars, cheaters, and ruthless people who just didn't give a damn about life.
And maybe, maybe that was sometimes true; sometimes they stole, sometimes they lied, sometimes they even cheated, and sometimes they just didn't give a fuck…but still, they were good people. People I could deem a good bunch of friends, and maybe a family.
But others didn't see that. They couldn't see that.
So the question rang clear in their heads:
How the hell did she, of all people, get involved with a moronic bunch like them?
My words exactly…but I do suppose it all started when my violent tendencies got out of hand, and I maybe punched an Akatsuki member a few times…
If I can remember clearly, the first words an Akatsuki member said to me were,
"You're dead meat, Haruno."
And that is how it all started.