Before you begin to read the story I have a few things to say:
I don't own Naruto. If I did the Akatsuki would be alive and well, running into the sunset.
Warnings:
OC, OOC (hopefully not too much), and the possibility to go insane.
Enjoy :D
"Dr. Okane, if you will please follow me," the dark-haired secretary named Shizune said, with a friendly smile on her face and a hand held out motioning for the wooden door, which lead out of Dr. Tsunade Senju's office.
The 24-year-old brunette simply started heading for the door, Shizune fast on her heels. The secretary quickly moved in front of Dr. Okane and led her through a couple of hallways and rooms of various sizes, while explaining the routines and life at the famous asylum they were currently touring. After half an hour of walking the duo reached a big heavy-looking metal door, which was guarded by two large men and a code system. Shizune hesitantly showed the doctor the code casting a few worried glances at her companion every now and then. Dr. Okane inwardly rolled her dark green eyes. She knew very well that the other woman didn't trust her, but her boss, Dr. Senju, did and that was all that mattered.
After having typed the code the metal door opened with a deep rumble, while a lamp above the door started glowing red. As the two women walked through the door Shizune began to talk.
"This is the place where all our most critical cases are kept, and as you can see-" BAM!
The door interrupted the speech as it shut behind the women.
The room they entered was fairly light considering the loss of windows. The walls were white and the ceiling was, unsurprisingly, decorated with bright shining lamps. The walls to their right and left were each host to five large glass cells. In the cells there were a minimum of materialistic things: a bed, a bookshelf, a sink and a toilet. On the ceiling outside of each cell was a camera which was constantly filming.
The 'critical cases', as they had been described, were in reality an organization of the ten most dangerous psychotic serial killers in all the western world. The Akatsuki. And they were all currently starring at the newcomers in a way that a predator would it's pray. The small secretary looked quite intimidated by this, while the doctor seemed unfazed and showed no expression whatsoever.
Shizune made no sign to move, so the dear Dr. Okane decided it to be time she spoke for the first time on their tour. She turned to look at Shizune, a sickly sweet smile dominating her face.
"If you do not mind I would like for you to introduce me to the sweet little people in the cells. They are, after all, the whole reason I am here," she cooed. A few of the criminals snickered at that, but soon regained their glare. The doctor really had nothing against the other woman, but neither was she the most patient person on planet earth. After the shock the secretary got as the other spoke, she didn't even notice the hidden insult and stammered a small "Y-yes," and walked towards the first cell. Oh yeah. Dr. Okane was not only a highly professional psychiatrist; she was also an incredible smooth talker.
They reached the first cell and inside sat a small figure in a straightjacket on the perfectly made bed. It was a dark-haired male with an unusually blank expression.
"This is Itachi Uchiha. I am sure you have heard of him, no?" Her companion nodded. Of course she had heard of him. The guy slaughtered his entire clan with the exception of his younger brother on a single night, for crying out loud! However, on the outside she remained expressionless, as did the man in front of her, only separated by an extra-thick bulletproof glass wall. Despite of that she was positive that every single person in the large room could hear the limited number of words being said. This being because the walls had a small amount of round holes in them approximately one and a half meters above the floor. The holes being the reason that the prisoners could actually breathe.
They moved across the slim hall at the cell directly opposite the Uchiha's. The occupant of that cell was positively the biggest person Dr. Okane had seen in real life, and that was quite a statement coming from her considering her own father. The criminal had an odd familiarity with a shark, when looking at his light blue skin, blue hair and razor sharp teeth.
"This man is Kisame Hoshigaki, the partner of Itachi Uchiha. I assume you are familiar with the fact that the Akatsuki worked in pairs of two. Anyway, you may know Mr. Hoshigaki as 'Samahada' as the rest of the media world doe-" SLAM!
As Shizune had mentioned his 'media-name' the man had slammed his fist against the glass beside him.
"Don't. Call. Me. That!" he hissed through his teeth in an oddly high-pinched voice. Shizune simply ignored him and began to walk on to the next cell but Dr. Okane stayed with the enraged man. After a few seconds of a starring-contest between the man and the doctor, the latter bowed her head.
"I apologize," she said with a serious voice. "I will make sure it does not happen again." And with that, before Kisame could reply, she walked on to the next cell where the other female stared at her with an open mouth. Dr. Okane however ignored her and pointed her attention to the blond criminal inside the cell that held an expression much like a kid in a candy store, as he kept mouthing the word 'bang' over and over again. It was obviously a male, Dr. Okane thought to herself, but she could also see why people might mistake him for the opposite.
She learned that the blond man was the famous terrorist bomber Deidara Iwa, who along with his partner, 'the Scorpion' aka Sasori Akasuna, were known as 'the Artists', as both believed they created art with the way they killed their victims. Deidara blew his up as he was the perfect arsonist and had a fetish for explosions, while Sasori, a bit creepier, believed true art lasts forever and therefore turned his victims into puppets, seeing himself as a puppetmaster. How he turned real human beings into puppets Shizune failed to mention, as they had moved from the bomber's cell to Sasori's. Dr. Okane wished to know, but deemed it better to spare the secretary from explaining something she either was throughout disgusted by or simply didn't know. Maybe the doctor would have the chance to ask the redhead herself, she mused, even though she knew she definitely would.
They then reached the cell of a ginger-haired male with at least a dozen or so facial piercings and very hypnotizing eyes. Dr. Okane felt all glares harden on her.
"This," Shizune started, "is Pain. The leader of Akatsuki." She didn't say more. She didn't need to.
After a tensed silence they turned to the cell facing the leader, where a pair of beautiful but bored golden eyes met them, strands of bright blue hair sometimes blocking the vision, while the person occupied her fingers with an origami crane she kept folding and unfolding.
"Meet the only female member of the Akatsuki and the partner of Pain: 'the Angel' Konan Tenshi." Again was nothing more said, and they moved on.
As they arrived to the next cell the dark tanned Dr. Okane wondered how the nervous woman beside her would introduce the next man. To be honest, she herself was also a bit nervous as to how she would react. Oh, what was she thinking? She was a psychiatrist; a professional. She would not let anyone affect that. Least of all that the cell a pair of hard green eyes bathed in crimson red, much like her own, glared at her in particular, while the rest of his face remained hidden by a mask which also covered his hair. Dr. Okane was, to say the least, very relieved. She was not quite sure if she could handle looking at his face yet. She would if the situation forced her to, but as they say: 'better not push your luck' and the doctor certainly had no wish to do so.
Shizune looked from the criminal to the psychiatrist, while secretly wishing she was anywhere but at the asylum at that moment. Well. Better get it over with, right?
"W-well, this i-is… well… Kaku- sorry, of co-course you know his… his, erm, n-name, I mean… ha… ha, um, yeah."
The doctor was almost chocked at how calm she managed to keep herself and even felt the urge to chuckle at how extremely nervous the other woman seemed, but needless to say she remained blank and moved, with slightly shaking legs, on to the next cell with Shizune quickly following her.
Dr. Okane found herself highly amused with the sight and conversation that met her here. A man, about twenty or so with fierce violet eyes and slicked back silver hair, silently fumed and stared accusingly at the psychiatrist, his hand holding a pendant tight around his neck while he rocked back and forth. The remains of his shirt lay scattered on the floor. The brunette just kept starring at him with her blank expression. And then he snapped.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKING LOOKING AT, YOU BITCH FROM HELL?" he screamed, glare still in place. Shizune jumped at the sudden outburst, clearly surprised. Dr. Okane didn't even blink.
"You," she answered monotone.
The male seemed taken aback by this.
"Well… WELL FUCKING DON'T, OKAY?"
"Okay." She turned around and headed towards yet another strangely colored man. This one didn't look like a shark though. More like a… plant? As she did this Deidara couldn't hold in a snicker at the highly confused silver haired and shirtless male.
As routine Shizune followed the doctor and quickly apologized on behalf of who she now introduced as Hidan Neco: 'the Jashinist'. Then she introduced the plant-guy as Zetsu 'the cannibal' Shokubutsu. Zetsu had unusually yellow eyes and green hair, but even more unusual skin. The entire right side of his body was pitch-dark black, while the left side was white as snow. The secretary explained that he, besides from being a cannibal, also had a split-personality disorder.
The last cell was occupied by a man with a childish orange spiral-formed mask. The man didn't say anything but tilted his head to the side in a curious manner. Dr. Okane instantly recognized him as the killer Tobi, often referred to as 'Good Boy Tobi'.
Just as her and Shizune turned back towards the metal door and planned to leave, a dark rough voice reached their ears, and even though they only heard one word, that one word was enough to make an uncomfortable shiver run through Shizune, while Dr. Okane secretly smiled an almost sick smile on the inside. Yes, only one word, or should I say… name?
"Kataya!"
How was that for a prologue huh? Kinda cliffhanger I know, but bear with me, it's my first story.
Also I have to say that I have absolutely nothing against Shizune even though I was pretty mean to her in this chapter. Sorry! It was the little blue elves that made me do it!
…yeah… you can blame my 2 best friends for that one… anyway:
Please R&R! I laugh at flamers ;)
Nessie