Angel's note: i know it's a really weird pairing but i just woke up of a dream that was something like that. this was written before and from now on it's gonna take a while to continue cuz i'm a REALLY lazy person. any criticism is appreciated cuz i wasnt really planning on submitting any fanfic on my account and meh, i'm learning english by myself soo, there might be -no there WILL be- some mistakes. XD
Far beyond the truth
Chapter 2
What the… The girl gasped.
Without any thought, she immediately crawled next to the boy's frozen body, checking it out with her both tired eyes, even if she weren't able to see properly because of the darkness that roamed in the room.
As soon as she placed her hands on his stomach examining him, she was able to sense the freshness of that cold red blood of his covering most of that man's body.
Oh my god…when did he…
She turned her gaze to see the stranger's; blood was coming out of his mouth, as his blank eyes were half open not looking at anything in particular.
"Don't die on me, please don't die on me."
She placed her hand under his head lifting it up a little as her other hand was still laying on that bloodied wound.
She looked at his eyes, those little drained ocean eyes of his that never left her sight, they looked like a little kid's after he falls and cuts his leg crying for his mom.
She was even surprised that, after all of his big injury, he was able to speak.
"I-I don't get why y-you're doing this on your own, un."
The girl gave him a questioning stare; she didn't understand what he was saying. What was he talking about?
She turned around meeting his wound enclosed with her already-cut hand. Now that deserved a questioning look.
Her whole hand was enveloped with glowing light green brightness as it was still taking its place on the guy's abdomen. Something about it made her scared, but she had a strange feeling she had seen this somewhere.
Losing her sight, she started feeling dizzy; everything seemed to be turning upside down as she finally closed her eyes and allowed herself to rest.
She lost conscious.
"Concentration, you need more concentration!"
"Yes Shizune-sensei."
"Now try it again, Ino."
The young female frowned; wiping the sweat that made her way from her forehead to her temple. She was sitting on a little mattress facing another woman, who seemed to be older than her by quite few years. She had straight shoulder-length hair with bangs that covered her ears and framed her face, and her black eyes were glowing with strength and power with every blink and flutter.
Ino placed her hands in front of her, right above what appeared to be an injured squirrel, then she closed her eyes and let her mind 'concentrate' on what she had been practicing on for some time.
Just then, a green flame enveloped her hands, shining along with her eyes as a big smile of satisfaction came along her face with the sight of that little animal opening his eyes.
"Well done."
She heard the woman say.
The girl fluttered her eyes open, setting herself free from the darkness beneath her eyes. She saw a big dim yellow spot gleaming right above her face. She had missed the sun; therefore a little smile softened her features as she thought how wonderful freedom was after that long suffer. But wait, that wasn't the sun, it was a person…
"Aaahhh!" the girl screamed astonishingly, immediately lifting herself up and punching the person's face, right on his jaw.
"Oww! The hell? Are you out of your mind, bitch?!" the man yelled as he placed both hands on his mouth in pain. "Is that what I get for helping you? Damn..!"
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't…I mean...you scared me!"
She sat up on her legs, her hands lost next to that blond's face. She gazed at his eyes. Glowing ocean blue. She took some seconds staring at the boy before he gave her a stunned look.
"What are you doing, un?" He asked in a cold tone.
"Uhh…nothing! I'm just really sorry." She looked down at the floor, preventing him to stare at her in the eye.
"Heh…whatever, it's not like I care if you are or not, un." He turned his face to the other way, closing his eyes in a displeased way.
"I'll make it up to you, let me take care of it."
The girl quickly lifted her hand and took out a napkin from her pocket; she placed her hand on his chin turning it towards her and started cleaning the blood sign on the side of his mouth. Still cleaning his wound, she couldn't resist but to stare at his face, after all, he was the only person here with her. Why does he seem so familiar?
As soon as she approached his face to be about two inches away from his, he instantly grabbed her wrist in a tight painful grip and glared at her sharply, his looks changed.
"That's enough."
Without any thought, she took her hand back, rubbing it with the other, and looking away.
"I'm sorry…I just happen to have seen you somewhere and you seem really familiar," She explained, "I didn't mean to do anything…"
The man paused, modifying his looks from anger to surprise.
"Wait wait wait…" He did some gestures of waving in disbelief. "..you actually don't know who the hell I am, un?" His eyes widened more than ever.
The girl stared at him amazed, was she supposed to know who he is?
"Um…no, I don't think I do.."
"What?! How can you not know me?" he stood up pointing at her with the "I-can't-believe-it" look.
She giggled few times before putting an end to her laughter.
"Am I supposed to know who you are?"
"Yeah! Hell yeah!"
"Oh c'mon, don't cry." She said between laughter.
The guy folded his arms with disappointment, still staring at her from above.
"Fine then, why don't you tell me who you are?" She smiled. Her innocent face looked just like one of a baby's.
He sighed in defeat, letting it go.
"Fine. I'm Deidara."
"And why should I know you again?"
"I'm an Aka—" The man stopped, obviously thinking.
Wait…if she doesn't know who I am, why should I tell her? I need her; she can't be scared of me, well, not yet anyways…
The young lady sat there silently, still waiting for his answer.
"I'm…uhh...just a well-known artist, that's all."
"Oooh, how cool! What do you do?"
"I make sculptures out of clay, un."
There was an awkward silence that roamed for a few minutes. Obviously none of them had something to talk about. Although, the look on both their faces was more than enough to prove they had millions of things on their mind.
"Soo..," The female started, "..aren't you gonna ask who I am?"
The man stared at her with a questioning look.
"Why do you think I give a shit about that, un?" He smirked crossing his arms.
The young girl was about to lose her temper. Nothing he had done so far was for her advantage, and apparently it seemed to now, he was the one in charge.
"You know what, I'll act I care, un, what's your name again?"
The girl sighed, obviously not pleased, yet she knew she had to answer him no matter what, or else what would he call her? Wait…why would he even want to call her? She wasn't not staying with him, was she? She was just playing along so he would release her afterwards, it's not like she was anyone important anyways.
"I'm," the female paused, "..I don't know…"
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.
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The man suddenly burst out laughing.
"Haha, good one, un, now seriously, what's your name? Unless you'd rather me calling you bitch?"
The female panicked, looking at her left and right as if 'air' would tell her the answer of his question, and the answer of why she didn't know in the first place.
"I don't know! I just…don't! How can this even be possible?!"
"Just calm down, un! You're annoying me!"
"I'm annoying you? I'm annoying you? How can a person be calm if he doesn't kn—" The girl got quiet. No, something prevented her from talking.
"I said; you are annoying me, un."
The girl was shocked. Nothing came out of her mouth as her eyes were only focused on the shiny pointy object directed on her forehead.
The man smirked, twirling his kunai with his fingers up her face.
"W-what do you think you're doing? Take that away from me!" The blonde commanded, her worried eyes still not leaving his weapon.
"I don't think you're in a good position to order me around." he stated. Something about his words scared her, although she wasn't sure if he were serious or still joking.
He lowered down his kunai and stood up, still making that grunting sound as his arm was still wrapped around his stomach. He stared down at her with cold eyes. All what she was capable of doing was staring at him as well.
"So here's the deal, un. You treat my wound; I let you go."
"How can I make sure you are letting me go?"
"You can't."
"And if I say no?"
"I don't really think you have that option. And don't even think about saying you 'don't know how', you just did it a couple of minutes ago and you're most likely a medic-nin, or learning to be one for the least. I don't care what kind of joke you're doing, but we're not in some tv show dumbo, so hurry up and heal it completely." He affirmed, still twirling his kunai between his fingers. She took her time thinking. What was she able to do? He was twice her size, well, not that much but he was taller, obviously stronger than her, not to mention her exhaustion, lack of energy, and the fact that she had absolutely no idea who the hell she was.
"Fine, I agree, but I have a condition."
"Hah…you can't add anything you want, who do you think you are, un?"
"Fine, I wanna change my part then, instead of letting me go, I want you to help me with my memory problem!" She yelled.
He paused and stared at her for a moment. He didn't expect that at all. He just stared, she stared back, and then out of nowhere, he let out a sudden laugh that made the girl jump out of her place. He kept laughing for a while until she finally spoke.
"What's so funny?"
Deidara took his time to calm himself down.
"Heh, you un, sorry, I forgot you don't know that I actually don't help people, but if 'helping you get out of your dumbness' makes you finish off your work with me then yeah, whatever."
Heh…such a naïve person.
The blonde was silent for a minute. Thinking about everything she had been through so far. She was almost positive that this man right here wasn't going to help her at all after she heals his wound, but she couldn't think of anything to help her guarantee he will after she does it. But it's not like he was going to kill her...right? He was just an injured artist who needed help and she was his last hope. Besides, even if he did not help her, at least she was being a good person and helping others with her skills. Isn't that a Shinobi's job after all?
The girl sighed and looked towards a certain direction.
"Hand me that bag." She commanded.
"Why?"
"Because I'm guessing it's my bag and I'm sure there will be some bandages in there! Besides, maybe it has something that would make me remember."
The man made his way to her sack thrown on the ground few feet away. He crouched down and stared at it for a moment before holding it up and opening it.
The female blonde just sat there silently. She didn't really know what he was doing but she decided to stay quiet without questioning him to avoid another useless argument.
Deidara took his time to explore what's between his hands before taking out what looked like kunai's and shuriken's and throwing them away.
"I wanna be extra sure, un." He said proudly.
Before Ino could make any comment, Deidara suddenly lifted his head up and slammed his fist in his palm, "Aha! That's it!"
"You found something?" Ino spoke with a hopeful relieved tone.
"What? No, I just realized that that dumbness condition of yours is the reason why you don't know me! Ahh I'm so relieved, I knew I was well known, un." He sang happily with his normal arrogant attitude. That didn't give the girl but another reason to hit him on his goddamn face.
Satisfied with his realization and ready to get up, his eyes switched back down to be fixed on something particular in that bag that stole his attention. He lowered his hand to grab it and pulled it up to his eye level to meet his gaze. Noticing the girl wasn't looking, he read the tag.
Ino Yamanaka
Chunin from Konohagakure
Oh, Konoha eh…isn't it where that Kyuubi was located? Hmmm…maybe I will help her after all ,un.
He took the card and put it in his pocket as he stood up and walked back towards her. He stopped. Looking down at her, he threw the bag on her lap and sat down facing her.
"Do it." He smirked.
