Sorry this chapter was so small. ^^'
As usual, I don't own the Akatsuki. *sadface*
Of course, by the time I finished the books, it was 6:30. A half hour after I had planned to leave, but never the less. I grabbed my keys, slipping on my backpack once again and activating the alarm. I sat down in the pickup truck, sticking the key in the ignition and revving the engine to get it going in the frosty morning chills. I backed up, heading down the hill, waving at Mrs. Peckly, who was gardening while her little chihuahua barked at every single falling leaf.
I turned down the small dirt road that guided me to the little "parking lot" at the entrance to the forest hiking area. I parked, hopping out onto the gravel. I decided to check the weather-worn message board for any closed trails. There were just the usual papers, telling me to watch out for snakes, be careful, don't die, etc., etc.
I started down the narrow path, which wasn't as worn as I would have thought. Guess the seniors hadn't been here in a while(well, it was winter).The crisp mountain air filled my lungs, and I felt oddly at home. Not many people knew of these prime hiking spots, so I was pretty much alone on this quiet mountain, with the only noises I could hear being my footsteps thudding softly on the ground and the whispering of a brook nearby as it flowed down the mountain. I walked until I came to a sturdy riverbank edge, and sat down, staring at the reflection of the trees and sky on the stream.
Konan sat on the far side of the couch, using the end table as a place to fold some junk mail into colorful origami. "Cheapskate..." she murmured to herself, thinking about Kakuzu. His cap on Akatsuki's weekly spending didn't alot her any money for actual paper, so she made do with cutting up bits of junk mail and newspaper that the guys didn't want. Of course, they weren't as pristine as she would have preferred them, she hated the fact there were words on some parts of the folded pieces of paper, and the fact that sometimes the news ink rubbed off on her fingers.
"Who's a cheapskate, Konan-chan?" Tobi asked, peeking his orange mask over the couch.
Konan jumped, causing her to make a crease in the wrong spot. She sighed. "Don't worry about it, Tobi." she said, desperately trying to unfold the crease.
"Okay. So what is Konan-chan doing?" Tobi asked.
"Trying to fold origami. Now go away." She said, finally undoing what Tobi had made her do.
I jolted as I woke again. I guess I had never realized that I fell asleep, only to dream of more Akatsuki happenings. It was kinda unnerving, but nevertheless. Checking the sky, I found that it was still early, so I had obviously not been asleep for hours and hours. I decided to continue on, after I pulled out my deep red jacket and shrugged it on. Staying still for so long made me extremely cold, so it was nice to have the extra layer of clothing.
I trudged on, dusting the sand off my pants and shivering in my jacket as I slowly warmed up. I kept going down the trails, thinking deeply as I walked, not really paying any attention to where I was going. Eventually, I ran into a tree.
I stumbled back, surprised. But what got me next was the gigantic swirling hole in the clearing right in front of me. I was tempted to walk over and check it out, but before I could, a humanoid form shot out of the hole and slammed into a tree on the opposite side. I wanted to go help him(it seemed obviously a man) but I had a gut feeling to stay hidden behind the tree. I soon realized why.
When the figure stood, I recognized him: it was Sasori, from the Akatsuki.