Name:
Ekusupuro-Jon Migoto
Age: 17
Village: Iwagakure
"Yes!
Yes! Yes!"
Ekusupuro-Jon Migoto couldn't believe her luck as
she danced around her apartment, letter in hand. Its contents would
change her life. She was now officially an Oinin, a Hunter Nin that
chased down Missing Nins. It had been her greatest wish to be
accepted, and now at the age of 17 she had been admitted.
Migoto
clutched the letter to her chest, smiling to herself happily.
"Oi
Migoto-chan, what's all the noise? I could hear you two blocks away
from here already!" A voice suddenly commented from the
window.
Migoto turned round to see her brown haired team mate
leaning against the frame of her window, grinning widely.
"Kyan,
I've passed the Oinin Exams!" Migoto yelled, flinging herself at
his neck.
Kyan blushed heavily. He had had a crush on her ever
since the Academy years. The day Kyan and Migoto formed a team, this
crush had turned into more than that.
It took him a few minutes to
realise what she had just told him.
"You mean...OMG
Migoto-chan that's brilliant!" Jumping down from the window sill
he started dancing circles around the flat, holding onto her
firmly.
"Kyan, stop it...please" She laughed, holding
onto him tightly.
"What's going on here then? Am I
interrupting something, hn?"
Migoto looked over her friend's
shoulder to see her second team mate sitting in the window, leaning
as casually on it as Kyan had before, glaring at the pair. She felt
her cheeks go pink at the sight of him. While Kyan had a secret crush
on her, she had a secret crush on Deidara. Migoto found herself
wishing he was the one hugging her at that moment. But all Deidara
ever showed her, were contempt and annoyance.
"Deidara-san,
I've passed my Oinin Exams..."
She said it more to herself
than to the blonde. Deep down, she knew she would receive no
reaction.
Deidara stared at her for a while unblinkingly, blank
face gracing his features, giving a way not a single thought.
"Aren't
you going to congratulate her?" Kyan asked angrily, setting
Migoto down on her feet again.
The blonde shrugged, his eyes
moving away from his team mates and resting on a picture on the
mantel piece across the room. It was the picture that had been made
on their first day as a team. Migoto was in the middle, her sensei
resting his hands on her frail shoulders. She was smiling and
blushing heavily in Deidara's direction, the latter looking away from
the camera, pissed as ever. Kyan had an arm round the girl's
shoulder, smiling at her. It was a strange picture, yet Migoto never
realised the oddness of it. To her, it was just a normal team
picture.
"Why should I? It's no great achievement..."
Deidara finally murmured.
He didn't move his eyes from the photo,
as Kyan's hands balled to fists.
"Why you little bastard!
I'll..." He started toward the blonde man, kunai at the
ready.
"Kyan stop it!" Migoto shouted, grabbing hold of
his wrist, stopping him from slitting Deidara's throat.
The two
had never got on. Even in Academy years, the two would always end up
in a fight, competing against each other over everything. Deidara
liked trouble and enjoyed provoking Kyan's patience, resulting in
Migoto having to stand between them.
Kyan looked down at the
white haired girl holding on to his arm, but she avoided his accusing
glare.
"Why do you defend him? Why? He doesn't treat you any
better than he does a stray!" He shouted, yanking his arm out of
her grip. "You won't ever receive anything in return!"
With
these words he stomped away, pushed past Deidara and disappeared over
the roves of Iwagakure.
Migoto looked down sadly. This was not how
she'd wanted it to end. All she had wanted was to enjoy her last day
as part of this team. She bit down on her lip. This team didn't exist
anymore! They were of no importance any longer. A few stray tears
rolled down her cheeks as she baled her hands to fists, digging her
nails deeply into her palms.
"You shouldn't waste your time
on him. You're independent now. This team has no meaning to you any
more"
She lifted her gaze to the blonde sitting in the
window. He stared back at her for the first time, eye to eye.
"Then
I don't care for either of you!"
He looked at her for a bit,
as if contemplating his next remark. But all he did was nod.
"Get
out of here!"
Deidara looked slightly taken aback at her
harsh words, but caught himself quickly.
Migoto watched in
silence, as the blonde jumped out of the window, disappearing also
over the roves. She had made a choice. She was an Oinin now. She
didnt need them any more. Either of
them.
"Be careful
though Migoto! We don't know exactly who it is. But he killed 10
guards with no problems, so he must a skilled shinobi! There was not
much left of them to recognize exactly how it was done..."
"Hai,
Tsuchikage-sama!"
The Tsuchikage smiled weakly at his priced
Oinin.
"You're my best Migoto! Don't get killed..."
Behind
her porcelain mask, Migoto smiled back at him ever so slightly. It
was something she had unlearned in the past 3 years. Migoto had made
herself a name in the village as the best Oinin Iwagakure had had for
over 50 years. Many Missing Nin had died by her hands. And in her
book, this one was going to be no different.
She bowed respectably
and left his office without any further words being exchanged. She
flicked her long white hair over her shoulders and started down the
corridor slowly. This mission needed to be planned out carefully. Her
victim had left Iwa roughly an hour ago, meaning he could be miles
away by now. If he was clever, she would find no indication to which
way he chose.
Well,
I haven't earned my title as best Oinin for nothing!
She mused, stepping out into the cool morning.
The mist hung
heavily over Iwa and the sun could only be seen shining through it
weakly, a white spot in midst of grey. Migoto fixed her katana
securely onto her back and checked her weapons. All ready!
With
one elegant jump she launched herself onto a roof and sped across it,
clearing any alley gracefully. She had wasted enough time as it
was.
As the gate loomed ahead, she slowed her pace. Maybe one of
the guards was in a state to give her more information. The huge
wooden door was closed, bolted from the inside with iron bars. Where
normally there would be around a dozen guard jounin, there were a
handful of ANBU. Migoto wrinkled her nose. In the opinion of an
Oinin, ANBU were stuck up pricks with no talents whatsoever. And they
thought the same of the Oinins. The only thing they could do, was
make a mess of something that needn't be made.
She climbed the
high wall with ease and landed next to an ANBU captain. He gave her a
sideways glance, the animal mask hiding any hint of thought from
her.
"So you're here at last!" He commented, turning
away again.
Migoto ignored the snide remark and walked over to one
of the bodies. The face was unrecognizable, burned to coal. Migoto
frowned. Either this guy used Fire jutsus, or he used something else
that caused severe burns.
"Any idea of what could have caused
this?" She asked blandly.
The ANBU captain stepped up next to
her, staring down at the black corpse.
"Fire jutsu, explosive
tags, it could be anything. Theres no way to say"
She nodded
slightly, getting to her feet and sighing.
"Then I'll go and
find out!" She said, jumping onto the outlook of the
wall.
"Migoto! Wait!"
The Oinin turned her head to
see another ANBU coming her way. How did he know it was her?
"Migoto...be careful!" He breathed when he finally
stood only a few feet away from her.
He lifted his animal mask
from his face and looked back at her with worried eyes.
Migoto
stayed silent as Kyan stepped even closer. She had left it all
behind. Him as well.
"I don't want..." He stopped in
mid sentence, lowering his head.
"I have no time for this
Kyan!" Migoto said, disappearing over the wall.
The brown
haired ANBU watched her race toward the woods, being swallowed by the
thick mist.
"Don't get killed please..." He muttered,
fixing the mask on his face again, hiding his wet
eyes.
As soon as she entered
the woods, she detected the almost non-existent presence lingering.
The more she moved on, the stronger it got. Her frown grew. Either
the shinobi was very careless, or he wanted to be found.
I'd
better be on my toes then
She thought.
Her eyes scanned the surroundings constantly. The
mist was thickening and she could only see about 3 feet ahead. Things
weren't going her way. If this guy really was expecting to be
followed, he will have put traps up behind him. It was almost
impossible to detect anything with this brew, so she slowed to a walk
and landed on the ground.
His chakra signal had become very
strong by now. He was close, very close. Migoto took a few steps
further. The sound of something snapping at her feet was the only
warning she had. Before she could react something hard hit her back
at great speed, causing her to fall forward. Her hands flew
together.
"Kawarimi no justu" She shouted.
Her body
switched with a wooden log near by. Just as she managed to flee up a
tree, she heard a loud thud, and the sound of swords striking
wood.
That
was close!
Despite
the fact that she was trained for this kind of thing, her heart felt
like it was beating in her throat. She had never come this close to
dying.
"I feel honoured. They obviously sent their best after
me, hn!"
Migoto's eyes widened at the sound of that familiar
voice.
"Do take your mask off, hn! I want to know your name
and face before I kill you, yeah"
Deidara appeared out of
seemingly nowhere, one hand closed to a fist, eyes glinting with
excitement. Migoto was frozen to the spot.
A split second before
he reached her, she ducked down, knocking her mask of her face. The
thing in Deidara's hand flew over her head, and hit a tree. As soon
as the contact was made, it exploded. Migoto was thrown forward once
again, but twisted in mid air to land on her feet. So that was how
the guards had died. Deidara's explosives! She gritted her teeth. Why
hadn't she suspected him all along? Why?
A figure came into view,
walking slowly toward her. Now was the perfect time to attack!
Just
do it!
She yelled at herself. Go
on!
But
she couldn't move. Deidara came into full view, a determined look on
his face. Again she was paralyzed. He still had that effect on her,
even after three years of having no contact whatsoever.
"I
wasn't expecting them to send you, un!" He said quietly, as he
stopped in front of her, just inches away.
"Why? Do you still
think I'm not worthy of yours!" She shouted angrily.
His face
never changed. His blue eyes bored in her purple ones, as if
searching for something he had never been able to see, until now.
"Gomen, un"
Migoto widened her eyes at the whispered
word.
"What?"
"Gomen, un. I never treated you
the way I should of yeah..." He said, suddenly looking almost
sad.
Migoto's eyes softened.
"Why are you apologizing? If
you don't like me, there's no need to pretend like you do..."
A
small smirk appeared on his face.
"I never disliked you yeah!
On the contrary..." He started, stepping closer again. "I
treated you like that, so nobody would ever find out. So nobody would
ever hurt you to get to me yeah. You were my greatest weakness,
un!"
Before Migoto could answer, he wrapped his arms around
her and pulled her into a hug.
She tensed slightly at first, but
relaxed after a while. Her eyes filled with tears as she hugged him
back, burying her face into the crook of his neck. How she had always
longed for this.
"Deidara, aishiteru was" She
muttered.
He didn't answer, just pulled her closer.
"Gomen,
un" He said again, his hand running over her back and up to her
neck. "But they'll get you if I don't"
Rest in
Results --
"What do..."
Before she could
end her sentence, a sharp pain spread from her neck through her body.
A small explosion was heard throughout the clearing.
Deidara held
onto her limp body for a long time, real tears running down his
cheeks.
"Please forgive me, un. But you really were my
greatest weakness, yeah!"