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Chapter 2
Slowly, I opened my eyes, waiting for the glare of sunlight. But… it never came. I slowly sat up, but fell back down when I felt the shocking pain in my left arm.
Then everything came back. I was in this new room, my new room. The heavy curtains, covering the windows, blocked every hint of sunlight; the only way that I knew that it was actually light outside was because of the iHome that I had hooked up yesterday. I became unconscious because of the pain and, possibly, blood loss, but I doubted that, since there was barely any blood on my clothes, arm, and sheets.
My right hand was still clenched around the bloody kunai. Mesmerized by it, I put my finger up to it and grazed it across the already bloody, sharp edge. The edge of the blade was sharp enough to cut my finger. Blood seeped out of the cut. I watched it. Slowly, I put my finger up to my mouth.
I know it's weird, right? I like the taste of my own blood. I swear I'm more like a vampire than human. Once the cut stopped bleeding, I stood up. I wasn't dizzy, guess that means that I'm not suffering from blood loss.
Moving to the door that entered the hallway with the bathroom, I entered the bathroom and turned on the smallest possible amount of light and began to brush my teeth. As the peppermint taste spread throughout my mouth, I began to think about everything that's happened, but mostly about my brother, my older brother.
Sasori, my older brother. He was emo and he cut himself, but he didn't do anything that would hurt him for life, just scars. Sasori was my idol, but that ended when he got himself killed by a pink-haired bitch.
All I know is about Sasori's death is that another gang hired another gang of four girls to kill members of gangs that rivaled theirs. Apparently, Sasori's gang, the Akatsuki, rivaled the Konoha Ninja Gang.
I used to think Sasori was invincible, but I learned that he's one of the most vulnerable people that I know. Being killed by a pink-haired bitch, that stupid "Kunoichi" shouldn't have been able to touch him.
Kunoichi is the name of a gang consisting of four girls that are basically murderers-for-hire.
How do I know this? I researched.
Apparently all of these gangs: Akatsuki, Kunoichi, Konoha Ninja, and one other called "The Shinobi," all consist in Konohagakure. Also all of the occupants of these gangs consist in the Konoha Boarding School.
Even though this is seriously troublesome, at least I'll be able to avenge my brother. I'll show the other gangs that I, Kisawa Tenten, am stronger than any of them. I'll kick their asses and then laugh in their faces.
I finished brushing my teeth and walked completely out of my room. Walking down the stairs, I found myself in the middle of a gigantic crowd. The noise that met my ears gave me a migraine. I clenched the stair railing so hard, that my knuckles went from a tan, to a mix of pink and white, to completely white. So many people and so little room, I'm going to suffocate and die.
Once I had recovered my mind, the first thing I did is pull down the sleeves of my sweatshirt. But it was too late. Someone, or more than one, had already noticed.
"Nice scars," someone said in my ear.
I looked up and found myself staring into the most beautiful, aquamarine eyes that I had ever seen. The bearer of these beautiful eyes only contributed to them. He has red hair and very pale skin. Also his eyes are rimed with dark eyeliner, just like mine. On the left side of his forehead he bore a tattoo of the kanji symbol of love. For clothes he's wearing black dress pants, a red button-up shirt, a black tie, and black dress shoes. There's a black jacket slung over his shoulder. Basically he was hot, the hottest guy that I have ever seen.
I tore my eyes away from him away from his and looked at the ground, keeping the blush from spreading across my face. "Um, thanks, I guess… So, who are you?"
"Hm, my names Sabaku no Gaara. Come with me." He said, walking up the steps to the second floor that I had just come down from. Not looking back.
I followed him, knowing that he already knew that I was following him. He turned right at the top of the stairs and I followed. When he turned right again, I started to realize where he was going. He was headed for my room. When we reached the door he stopped, turned, and faced me. He looked me in the eye and held the gaze.
"Is this your room?" He asked.
At first I thought of lying, but I knew that he would know if I did. "Yes," I said my voice steady and strong, unlike the way I felt inside. Inside, I was melting under his gaze.
"Good, Kyo would've been happy that someone like you got his room. Here," he said, pulling a key out of his pocket and handing it to me.
"What's this for?" I asked, looking at the key that is now in my hand, curiously.
"It's the key to the lock on the door. I have one too, and so do Nara Shikamaru, Uchiha Sasuke, and Hyuga Neji. They'll be up here in a minute." He said opening the door and walking in. "You keep it dark in here too."
"Wait, Sabaku-san. Why do all four of you have keys to my room? I'm so confused. Why are they coming up here? Who is Kyo? Why would this Kyo person be happy that I took his room?" I asked, hoping I sounded calmer than I felt.
We entered the room and the first place Gaara went was to the bed. He picked up the bloody kunai that was lounging there and twirled it in between his hands.
"We have keys because we were good friends with Kyo. They're coming up here so we can talk. Kyo would be happy that you took his room because you're just like us. Kyo was the leader of the Shinobi gang." He ended.
The door opened revealing a guy with black, sleepy-looking eyes and brown hair that's in a spiky, pineapple-top ponytail.
"This is so troublesome," he said walking into the room.
Ugh, why does he have to be amazingly hot too, this is going to kill me before I kill myself, I thought.
The pineapple-top guy straddled the desk chair and put his head on his arms, hiding his face from view.
"Shikamaru, where are the others?" Gaara asked.
"They should be up her in a minute," he said, lifting his head up, for five seconds before dropping it back down into a resting position. So he could see the screen of his black cell phone; checking the text message that I knew must be from the other two people that are supposed to come up.
Exactly a minute, filled with awkward silence, later, the other two people entered my room. The first guy to enter had pale-skin, raven-colored chicken-ass hair, and was totally hot with pitch black eyes. He was followed by another hot guy with pale skin, blown hair, and the most amazing eyes I have ever seen. They looked pure white, but if you looked closely you could see that they're a pearlish color. Scowls crossed both of their beautiful features.
Ah man, I'm going to melt and go to hell. What did I do to deserve this: four amazingly, mouth-dropping worthy, hot guys all collected in my bedroom and they seem to all be like me: Emo.
I turned and looked at Gaara. He had thrown his jacket across my bed and was now leaning against the headboard. He had loosened his tie so that it hung lower on his chest and he had unbuttoned the first four buttons of his red dress shirt. I could see his well-toned, pale chest. I had to tear my eyes away as I moved to lounge on the fluffy, black couch.
Sitting on the couch on the couch, I noticed that the other three guys had followed Gaara's example and were now lounging in different spots in my room.
Gaara was on the bed, the pineapple head, also known as Shikamaru, was looked like he was sleeping on my desk chair, chicken-ass was leaning against my desk, and pearl-eyes was leaning against the wall. This is just great, totally perfect, and totally awkward.
"Tenten," Gaara said catching my attention. I looked at him as if giving him a symbol to continue. "The one on the chair is Nara Shikamaru, the one leaning against the desk is Uchiha Sasuke, and the one leaning against the wall is Hyuuga Neji." He said this nodding at each person when he said their name. When they heard their name they nodded their head, as to give me a sense of who is who.
"So, what gang are you guys in: the Akatsuki, Konoha Ninja, Kunoichi, or the Shinobi gang?" I questioned.
They looked at me in surprise. Shikamaru looked like he was about to speak, but I cut him off.
"Wait, you can't be in the Kunoichi gang because they consist of girls only. The Konoha Ninja gang is supposed to be full of amazingly hyper guys, so that's definitely not you guys. I would know if you were in the Akatsuki gang and you aren't, so that must mean that you guys are in the elite Shinobi gang. This could help me later on." I said thoughtfully.
"How do you know about all of that?" Gaara asked.
"I do my research and I have inside sources here that were friends of my older brother." I said the older brother part barely making its way past my lips.
"Who are your sources and how did we just know that we aren't in the Akatsuki gang?" Sasuke asked suspiciously.
"Well, my sources are three people that you hate. One looks like chicken-ass over there," I said pointing at Sasuke, "Except he's taller with longer hair. Oh, and his eyes change from black to red, depending on his mood. Another has blue skin, blue hair, and tattoos on his cheeks that look like gills. He looks like a shark or fish whatever you prefer. The last has long blonde hair, blue eyes, but you can only see one of his eyes because hair covers one, and he says 'un' a lot."
"What are their names?" Neji asked finally joining the conversation.
"Sorry, that's confidential, Neji-chan." I said smirking at the look on his face when he heard me say "Neji-chan."
"Their names are Uchiha Itachi, Hoshigaki Kisami, and Sato Deidara. But you must have another source; they go around in a pack of four if they aren't with the rest of the Akatsuki." Sasuke said looking at me suspiciously.
"Oh really, who's the fourth?" I asked with curiosity etched into my words.
"I can't tell you; anyways you'll see him on Monday, so it doesn't matter," Sasuke said.
"Itachi was right; his brother really is an asshole." I said just loud enough so they could barely hear me.
Sasuke had a look of fury on his face and I found it very amusing.
"You aren't a member of the Akatsuki gang, right?" Gaara asked.
"Shit, if you are that'd be really troublesome." Shikamaru said.
"Hn," said the chicken-ass.
The Hyuuga remained silent.
"Not yet, but they're going to try and get me to join sooner or later," I said not very enthusiastically, "And probably sooner."
Right then my cell phone rang, playing the song "Numb" by Linkin Park. I grabbed it and slid it open.
"Hn," I said already knowing, from the ring-tone, who it was.
"Hey Tenten, un! It's Deidara, Itachi, and Fish-Face, un." Deidara said through the phone.
"Cool." I motioned for the guys to be silent and put the phone on speaker, so they could hear too. "So, what's up?"
"Nothing much, but Pein wanted us to ask you a question." Kisame said.
"Actually," a cold monotone voice spoke. "He wanted me specifically to ask you, Tenten, if you would like to join Akatsuki."
I looked up to see the faces of the other four in my room and all of their faces were filled with shock, but Sasuke also had other emotions on his face. He looked angry, jealous, and shocked.
"Well, um, can I think about it?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure, un. Remember, un, that if you do join we can spend more time together." Deidara said.
"Well, I'm already going to the same school as you guys, so I'll definitely be able to hang out with you and whatever."
Gaara, Shikamaru, Sasuke, and Neji were all looking at me like I was crazy.
"What?" I mouthed.
They didn't respond.
"Who's in the room with you, Tenten, and why is the phone on speaker?" Itachi questioned.
"Just Sai," I said coming up with an excuse. "So it doesn't matter since he's as anti-social as me, so whatever."
"Sure Ten-chan, whatever you say. Oh, by the way, I heard that your bitch of a mother's having a big dinner party right now. Apparently I was supposed to attend with the rest of my stuck-up family, but my parents just took the asshole with them. If you see him and his Emo friends, tell them 'hey' for me," Itachi said. "Oh, and Pein wants an answer before midnight tomorrow."
"Remember what happened to me, un." Deidara said and I did. He was forced into the Akatsuki by force because he had declined the offer.
I inwardly gulped before remaining my calm and collected dull self. "Hopefully I'll have an answer for you guys by tomorrow. Sure Itachi, I'll tell chicken-ass, pearl eyes, lazy ass, and Gaara that red-eyes says 'hey,' but I gotta go."
Deidara could be heard snickering and Kisame was full-out laughing, I could hear him gasping and saying "red-eyes."
"Bye," I said.
Kisame was to busy laughing to say good-bye, but I heard Deidara and Itachi.
"Love ya, un." I heard Deidara say.
"See you tomorrow, Darling," was from Itachi.
I quickly slid the phone shut, ending the call, looking away quickly to hide the growing blush on my face, from embarrassment. I didn't want to show the other four that I was embarrassed.
At the Akatsuki hide-out, Sasori walked into the room.
"So you all really are crushing on my lil' sis." He said shaking his head.
"It's just Itachi and Deidara. I'm more into the black-haired chicks," Kisame said.
"Sasori no Danna, you can't really blame us, un. Your sisters totally hot and she's Emo, un. Seriously, un, she's perfect." Deidara said, dreamily.
Itachi just "hned."
"I don't really care, but if you hurt her, you're dead," he said, his voice cold.
"Overprotective much," Kisame said.
"Oh, she doesn't know that you're alive, un. She thinks you're dead." Deidara said.
"Well she'll be in for a surprise tomorrow," Sasori said smirking.
Back in Tenten's room an uncomfortable and awkward silence was being held.
"Well, that was weird," Shikamaru said, his voice mumbled because he was speaking through his arms, breaking the unseemingly breakable silence.
There was a chorus of three "hn's."
I just sat there. I was officially asked to join the Akatsuki. This has been my dream for, well, forever. Or I think it was, but… maybe not anymore. I wanted to be in the Shinobi gang, with these people, people that I had just met. Weird, right?
"Tenten… Tenten… TENTEN!"
"What?!" I asked angry that I had just lost my train of thought because of the sudden interruption.
"Well, we were going to ask you wanted to join our gang, but-"
I cut Gaara off. "Of course I want to be a part of the Shinobi gang. Why do you think I just told them that I'd think about my answer first?! God, you assholes."
"Good," they smirked at me. I guess that that's the closest that they ever get to smiles. Just like me.
It looked like they were truly happy to have me. I smirked back, happy to finally be accepted into a group that truly wanted me.