CHAPTER TWO
The next morning I woke feeling refreshed and intelligent. I looked down at my headband, recalling last night's events. The slash was dominant to the symbol, and I felt like a true Akatsuki rebel.
After ten minutes of intense thinking, I posed an important question: "Where the hell did I sleep last night?" I got up off the dirty floor I was laying on. I saw the two ragged chairs that Itachi and I sat in, as well as the windowsill I sat in last night. I must've fallen asleep of exhaustion last night.
My stomach started to rumble, as I remembered that I have not eaten in hours. I exited the room and desperately searched for food. The hallway was old and reminded me of a hotel room. As I approached the open door to the staircase, I heard voices from afar.
"...but if he is incapable of performing our tasks, what reason do we keep him?"
"You're forgetting his past, what he has done. If he can murder those who trusted him, he can damn well do what we assign him to do."
"I suppose you're right. Itachi has been complaining about him. He said Kisame is nothing but a dehydrated shark bitch, and I agree with him!"
"You don't even know Kisame, you blank faced bitch. All you know is his face. We could use him for amazing things."
I couldn't help but run down the staircase. Apparently, my presence was unknown because they kept talking. I tried to follow to sound, and I was successful. Behind a door with a red and black cloud symbol painted on was an oval shaped table with a gorgeous view outside behind it. The view almost distracted me from asking myself who was at the table.
There were two men; one in a long black cloak with the same red cloud plastered over it. He seemed to have no face; just a twisted, orange mask on. The other man had long, dark black hair. He was not wearing the same cloak. He had a pale colored outfit on with extensive, purple chains extending out from his back.
"Welcome, Kisame. We've been awaiting your arrival," the second man said. "If you'll take a seat, I would like to give you proper welcome."
I sat down without hesitating.
"Kisame, my name is Orochimaru. I am from Otogakure, and my one goal is mutual to the rest of the groups: peace. I sent for you. I want you to be apart of Akatsuki for a very, very good reason. You have the vicious talent that none other has. You and I, together, can lead this group with amazing power. We can change the world, Kisame. I hope that you are up for a challenge."
I wasn't sure what to think. Back home, I heard some terrible things about this man; however, I was not going to give up the opportunity for world peace. After being forced to murder innocent people, peace is all you want. For some reason, my mind shifted to Itachi. "Orochimaru, why was I assigned to partner with Itachi if you want me to help you lead the group?"
He had a puzzled look on his face. "I want you to travel and fight with Itachi. Your power and his power can combine into something destructive. Behind the scenes, I want you to help me make all the decisions for Akatsuki." There was a sudden pause. "Are you in?"
"I am in."