A/N: Yes! Yes! I finally updated! Aren't you proud of me?
-Crickets chirp-
Damn...Oh well, here it is The (hopefully) long awaited Third Chapter, featuring...starring...whatever...KAKUZU! Mwahahahahahaha yeah... Well, now for the dreaded disclaimer.
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, this fic wouldn't be here because nobody in Akatsuki would have died. Do that maths.
This was a piece of cake.
He had lived three hundred years. He had challenged the First Hokage. He had five hearts. He was one of the first to join Akatsuki. He was virtually invincible. And here these idiots were, trying to get rid of him.
It was almost laughable.
He wasn't that easy to defeat.
The Jinchurriki boy came at him again, with exactly the same technique, exactly the same strategy. That was dumb. He could at least have had a different way of attacking this time. But it looked like most people these days were that stupid. That ignorant. And that was what made him sure he was going to win.
He jumped.
Leaping into the air, threads coming out everywhere. They attacked the blond boy with ferocity. The same trick never worked once. In fact, it had never worked.
He was confident. He was going to win. He was going to regain his hearts. He was going to claim his bounties. Everything was going to be fine. Not only fine, perfect. Better than normal, in fact.
Poof.
That one sound turned the tables on him. It had been a clone.
Then where was the real one?
Only then did it occur to him that the Jinchuuriki had mixed the Kage Buushin's up in the process. Only then did it occur to him that what he thought would happen wasn't quite that simple.
The RasenganShruiken was there.
It was coming closer every second.
Closer.
And closer.
And he had no way of dodging it.
A few seconds before death, he knew.
It was over.
The Jutsu hit.
For a moment, nothing happened.
Then it all happened at once.
A searing pain was felt across his back. He tried to yell, shout, scream, whatever. But what came out was only a pitiful shriek. The world was a blur, going around and around. He was suspended there, or so he thought.
It never occurred to him that he was falling.
It never occurred to him that he was defeated.
It never occurred to him that there was two seconds close to death.
Yet they were all true.
What was going to happen? Was it all going to end here? Or was this the beginning of something new? He had lived long enough to be at peace.
Briefly, he wondered how his partner was doing. The stupid foul-mouthed Jashinist and excuse for a Ninja. Why was he thinking about him? It wasn't like he was going to sell Hidan's head for money. Wait...that was a good idea. He should do that.
He was still falling.
Falling...
Falling...
Each second was like a millennium.
Each second was closer to Death.
Closer.
Closer.
He didn't want to die. He really didn't. He didn't know that, when he hit the floor, he would never rise, never feel, never collect bounties in this world again.
He didn't know anything.
He was as naive as a two year old, yet experienced as a 300 year old. He was wise beyond his years, yet with some things, he remains as untried as a newborn. He didn't know everything. But he didn't know nothing, either.
He wanted to continue living.
The pain was still there. Yet he was a part of it, yet disconnected from everything else. He felt as if he had been shut out by a barrier, one that he could not break.
And one that would eventually lead to his demise.
It was only a matter of seconds until his breathing stopped.
He didn't hang onto them as the last precious beads of life slipped away.
But somehow it still lasted, even if he didn't want it to.
Even if he wanted it to end quick.
Even if he wanted death to embrace him.
One second now.
He was sure of it. There was one second between him and death. There was one second until...everything was going to be gone.
But he didn't mind.
He didn't mind at all.
He didn't mind going to hell. After all, it's probably ran by money too.
Born a miser and died a miser.
Thud.
He couldn't move. He couldn't see. He could barely breathe.
"How...did I get defeated by kids...?"
"The next generation always takes over."
His last breath of air escaped him.
And Kakuzu disappeared from the surface of the earth.
Soooooooooo...how was that? I know...some of it probably didn't make sense, but hey! Not everything and everyone is perfect like you are -sticks tongue out-
So...Review anyone? Pweese? I'm not gonna bribe you with cookies...but you'll still get them if you review
And I'll promise the next chapter will either be updated quickly, is a long one, or both! Because I wuv Deidara and I've been looking forward to his for a long long time...so ya...:)
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