I don't own Naurto~!! ^^ but I do own the characters I make up!! :P Now on with the story!! ^^
Won Yet Lost?
The village was close. I could feel the chakra of the people swarming around like bees. I swapped on my disguise, while I put on a black pouch, which magically held my Akatsuki cloak. I then put my hair in a simple bun with my paper flower. You would think they would notice a blue haired girl with a paper flower but of course they never did.
'maybe I was just to normal?' Konan though while aimlessly walking towards the village. Suddenly though a rustle could be heard so I quickly threw a knife at the sound. And a girl jumped out of the bushes her silver hair down and flowing like a waterfall. As she noticed my presence her eyes widened and she got into a weird fighting stance.
"Who are you and why are you here?!" she spat angrily at me. My blank eyes searching for any sign of weakness. 'When she attacks and she…' my thoughts were cut off as I felt a cold hand on my shoulder. My eyes darted to dark, almost black ones.
"oh, so that's why you're here." she said while sighing. "Well when are we leaving?" she asked. I backed up taken back by her sudden unexpected words.
"W…What are you talking about?" I asked only slightly surprised. 'yeah right only slightly taken back pft!' my inner groaned (hey everyone needs a inner XD). A smile made it's way to her face, which seemed to brighten the mode by a little bit.
"Well your leader wants to see me. To ask me to join, no?" my face went back to a cold mask, as I took out my cloak and started to walk silently behind.
Unknown's POV
The target moved very slowly probably going back to the Akatsuki base. I stopped getting closer because I realized the target stopped with a unknown girl. 'I'll deal with her later' the person said while giving a evil smile.
Back to Konan's POV!!
I stopped at the entrance and slowly turned the strange key of chakra I made. Then soon a door soundlessly opened in front of us. I looked back at her and she looked back at me with shock written all on her face. My lip curled into a smile as I slowly walked in. We walked into the den where Deidara and Tobi were snuggling up and watching TV.
'At least Tobi found something he likes here' I thought as Rie just stared them down for a little bit. As we continued to trail down the dark corridor it wasn't long before we arrived at Pains' door. My hand hovered over the cool bronze underneath it. I squeezed the door knob and opened the door, to take off my cloak for the 2nd time this day.
"It's very nice to meet you" he said in his deep voice. I felt my heart tug and do tiny flips as I slowly laid myself on the place where I usually slept besides my room., the couch. "I'm Pain" he said while getting up and extending his well toned arm.
"Hi my name is Rie, nice to meet you finally!!" she said as she took Pains' hand in her never-ending grip. I slowly got up and went to her, sighing every step of the way.
"You must be tired. Her room is next to the storage right, Pain? I said while looking at Pain, he just nodded his head yes as a reply. "I'll take you there" I stated as I creaked open the door to let her out. We quickly went to her room, and left her pouting as I left. Again he was in his seat doing whatever he was doing. Not even looking up to see if it was me he started cluing me the details on my next mission. My eyes watched his lips like a wolf watching his prey.
"And that is why I need you to capture him" was really all I comprehended in my state of mind. "Who I asked clueless on what he was talking about. " Naruto. You need to capture him, yet don't take the fox out of him" I nodded my light blue hair drifting into my face as I lied down to get that rest that I so desperately needed.
Next Day
The first few steps were done I go into the village effortless . Again they were swarming around just ignoring me besides the regular flirting glances. ' Now I just need to get this Naruto boy' just as I thought that a boy with blond hair, striking sea blue eyes, a blinding orange jumpsuit, and a silly grin came into view.
