"Naga, bring your ass over here!" I flinched at the hostility in my master's voice. I put down the shuriken I was cleaning and walked into the kitchen of the Akatsuki base. My master, Deidara, was drunk again off the sake I had brought back from my last mission for Pein. I sighed as I walked over to him and helped him up from the floor before taking him to our shared room. Deidara reached over to me once inside his room and pulled me down to the bowing position. I didn't move from that position as Deidara's fist struck me over and over screaming at me to tell him my real name, he did this until finally passing out on the bed. Deidara didn't like laying his hands on me but did so very often once drunk causing me to suffer several injuries that each night I found a different excuse for after erasing the memories from his brain. I finally stood up from the floor with parts of my face swollen and my lip bleeding to place my hands on Deidara's head, I erased his memories before walking out of our room to meet Itachi by the door.
Itachi sighed, "you can't hide your true identity forever Naga. We will find it out eventually."
I chuckled, "I have it set up so you will upon my inevitable death. If my identity was to be discovered by any of you prematurely, I'd put you all at risk. Of course there is always the chance of that happening so I've planned for that as well." I continued walking after leaving it at that and walked outside the Akatsuki base. I looked up to the sky thinking about how I even came to become Deidara's servant.
I ran from Orochimaru without looking back after finding out the truth about myself. I was the first reanimated corpse to ever be perfected without the help of Lady Chiyo. I cried as I realized that I was killed during the First Shinobi War making me almost a hundred years old. I kept running until bumping into a man with solid yellow hair talking to a man in a spiral mask. I was covered in the blood of the ninja I killed to get away as I looked at them.
"Please help me!" They both looked at me and scoffed. I gasped as a blade went through my neck decapitating my head from my body. The ninja chasing me looked at me with defeat as my body lay still on the ground but I realized I was still alive. The sword hadn't killed me like I believed it had. It lead the ninja tracking me to believe I had died and they soon retreated back to Orochimaru.
"That was close…" The yellow haired man picked up my head and looked me in the eyes as if wondering if I was alive.
"Slicing my head off wasn't very nice...although you probably did just free me from Orochimaru" The two men in front of me both jumped as my body stood up off the ground and grabbed my head from him. I put my head back on my body twisting it around before it finally healed in place. The yellow haired man grabbed me by my hands and held them behind my back with some sort of material. I struggled against them only to find the stuff around my wrists tightened.
"If you squirm too much my explosive clay might well, explode!" I stopped struggling. I don't think even my body could survive being blown to bits. I was pushed forward as we started walking deeper into the woods.
"So who are you anyways?" I shrugged.
"I know my name is Naga, but I have no clue who I am other than that." That was a lie. I knew who I was but telling them would only lead to them treating me the same way Orochimaru treated me.
I felt a hand grab me on the shoulder as I was deep in thought causing me to jump. I looked over to see Pein nod towards the small pond next to the base. I nodded and we walked over without saying much to him. We both sat on the edge of the pond before looking over at one another.
"Why won't you tell them who you are?" I looked down.
"I'm afraid.."
"That they'll act like he did? I haven't acted that way towards you, have I?" I tried not to look at him as I answered.
"I know that's how they're going to act, but, no you haven't. You're the only one I trust with my identity. It's just…"
"Hm?" Pein looked over at me with curiosity.
"I wish I wasn't immortal anymore but every time I stab this fucking heart it just won't die!" I took a small knife inside my pocket and stabbed it into my heart to prove my point. My skin simply healed and pushed the knife back out, "I don't even deserve to have a life anymore…"
Pein looked at me with sympathy before standing up from beside me, "You told me long ago that you only need a heart to survive right?" He offered his hand which I took and got up as well.
"If you really want to die, like you say, at the end of this month come to me and we will remove your heart. I will set you free on the condition that you are sure you have nothing to live for." I looked at Pein in shock. He walked away as I stood there looking after him to make sure this wasn't a prank he was pulling. I knew this month would be hell as I knew I had nothing to live for but caring for a lazy drunk and that wasn't the best life one would want.