Confutatis
You've seen it all, all the wonders of life – Run to your boy, don't conceal your scars
Kakashi managed to get free ten minutes later – not that anything seriously happened.
But he was altogether HAPPY LIKE FUCK and brain-addled, when he left.
He actually didn't recognize Gai – neither Jiraya.
Who saw his passing by – and hadn't the heart to threat him again.
Kakashi went around the town whistling, hands in pockets, until he met Itachi coming back from the Anbus.
"HEY! How are you?"
His smile went from ear to ear. His eyes seemed sunken – in light.
"Yeah…I see everything's going well…" laughed Itachi.
"All right, yes!" and he stood there smiling, completely lost in his thoughts. Itachi asked him:
"Uhu…you think that really things will change with Sasuke?
I mean, it's all pretty fucked up.
With the risk of getting out Orochimaru then…
Should we really try again now?
Then, this masked man. I have to tell you now – I knew him.
Before. We did something – together.
But I never knew he wanted the Kyuubi – and why did he help me? Is it normal I can't remember?
Who the hell is him…"
"Mmh. Now, see. I think it would be better to trigger Orochimaru to come out by himself.
Then erase him, he will really be weak now.
I only wonder how could we stop him forever – his mind control is never ending, huh?"
"Don't mind…we can use this".
Itachi unsheathed his sword, and Kakashi didn't comment.
Itachi knew what he did, surely. And he knew what to say:
"You're lucky, however…you know what I mean"
Kakashi looked at him, turning suddenly serious while he reflected on it. Then he laughed again and said:
"Itachi, Itachi!
It's not that we're married, ye see.
The doors are open – whatever.
I feel so happy now that I think anything could actually happen…however, tomorrow we'll talk with the Kyuubi and see what happens."
Itachi looked at him, puzzled:
"You're not going to…you're not…ehr…going back there now?" he said giggling.
"NO…I hardly managed to free me of him – he's totally getting me mad.
Jesus.
Teenagers.
See, wasn't it for him I'd tell you to help me!"
"KAKASHI! Don't joke on these things!"
"You're touchy on this, yeah?" and Kakashi burst out laughing at him, saying this.
"Uhu, I AM touchy…yeah, maybe…NOW, I think I will pay him a visit, yep.
Or were you thinking to use me as a…" and he couldn't help laughing "a buffer zone?"
Kakashi followed him in the LOL – but a policeman passed by in that same moment and heard "buffer zone" and asked Itachi:
"What the hell you're talking of – with who?
I know, Kakashi – but it's hard to trust you a moment after we had to kill you.
Can you prove who you are?"
Kakashi looked him and laughed again –
"Yeah, I remember that time I was in Anbu and you were a recruit and we had to rescue you from your officer's wraith since you actually messed up the entire archive and he was completely gone mad and I also remember that time you were totally drunk at the police station and you –"
"OK OK YOU'RE Kakashi. Right…I'm going yeah?" and so he did.
"He did what, drunk?" said Itachi giggling again.
"He was…belly dancing on the chief detective's desk, yelling at his picture 'take this cocksucker' since the officer didn't want to let him become detective under him….it was fucking incredible, I swear! Oh, you said you're going?" he paused and giggled.
"What about that buffer zone thing?"
"You – ANIMAL. I was just joking! Yeah, like, hell – BUFFER ZONE. Why did I say it…"
"Yep, yep, I think you're not buffering" laugh "on one side for the moment – I DON'T think you will do, oh no, no no…"
"You're jealous?"
"I can't! I wish I could! But I can't. You apply better for him…"
"Don't worry…some thrill in the air is telling me that I won't stay here – alive – for long. I will let your zone free…don't worry…"
He walked to Naruto's house with a total fucking mess in his head – what the fuck was happening in Konoha?
Did everyone get gay?
Neji, Kakashi, Naruto, that policeman…HIMSELF…
There must be some – side effect – in calming the Kyuubi…
However, he decided that this was NOT the right moment for him, the same.
It was better, after all, that the Jinchuuriki slept now – and anyway, he still needed to know HIS advice on the thing.
He would ask him.
Neji wouldn't.
Deidara went again flying around, following Itachi's orders by heart; but he found nothing for the first days.
Then, once he was eating quietly on a tree and exercising on some new kind of animal – because a ladybird is in some way difficult to play up with clay – when the masked man himself, his 'Tobi', took him aback.
He sat on the same branch beside him, after having nailed his hands to the trunk.
He smiled to him:
"Don't worry. I only saw you looking around and I thought that things may have turned against me, with Itachi. How's going?"
"ME and Itachi, you'd say. You can bet it.
What do you want? I'm not telling you a fuck.
Itachi only told me I had to look over you and what you do – but I can perfectly say I shouldn't share infos, huh?
With you, then…you'd better tell ME – you'd wanna fight?"
"Fight, huh…listen…this Kyuubi thing.
Okay?
I don't give a damn about that Sasuke.
I'm talking of the Kyuubi – and the Jinchuuriki.
Tell me what they've done…c'mon, we were such good friends!
You'd hate me now only 'cus Itachi told ya to watch me?
C'mon, tell me…"
While he talked, the ladybird (beta version, but 'working') walked beside him and waited for the right moment to attack – he had to be distracted.
And he totally wasn't.
He waited, himself, for Deidara's answer.
Who didn't talk, but moved the ladybird – too late, it was the only thing to do…luckily Tobi didn't wound his handmouths – the kunai pierced his palms higher than there.
The ladybird moved behind Tobi, walked on his vest and exploded, but actually – through – Tobi.
THROUGH Tobi.
Who became a – a ghost – no more solid.
Deidara opened his mouth and didn't find breath to talk.
So he closed it, he gulped, cleared his throat and said –
"Who – how the fuck?"
"Not your business.
Tell me about the Kyuubi" said he, looking straight into Deidara's eyes.
Who looked him back – and saw something strange – okay, something.
He talked.
Moving his mouth as a robot does – as a talking puppet.
He talked of the 'shifting forward' thing, and – okay.
But he talked also of the 'control' thing.
And this wasn't okay.
Tobi went mad – he shouted against him to know more, he broke some branches, he got completely upset.
While Deidara went on talking, Tobi went on getting angry – also with him.
When he knew of the total redemption of the Kyuubi, he attacked him – he left him there, seriously wounded.
Deidara's body was found by some Shinobis of a nearby village – the ones who built the Naruto Bridge.
They brought him home and healed him – and Deidara played with Inari and the clay, and told him how to use it.
But Inari didn't, for some reason, want to get mouths on his hands.
Deidara was having fun – it took him some days, to regain the presence of conscience necessary to REMEMBER – 'shit – I told him.
Itachi is so killing me'.
But he went to Konoha to tell him this, the same, because: 'if Itachi would do it, it means it's right. If it's right, it has to happen'.
Well, put 'yourself' instead of Itachi: this is what people usually need a Dalai Lama to understand.
Underrating yourself and putting someone else higher than you, in that place, is a great risk.
Unless you know Uchiha Itachi – or someone like him.
Actually, Gaara would apply – but no one else here would, neither Jiraya.
And if the one you put there doesn't apply – since he isn't able to do it – he will do it wrong.
Do you wrong, since he manages badly your things, actions and behavior.
He wrongs, you pay.
Be careful to choose your Guru well.
There are many people in the world, but all of them must think of themselves first.
There is no room, no space, no time for another one.
Neither you.
Being it primer's fixing – pure straightforward logic: who is your Guru?
You.
Was it that difficult?
It's easy, so? It has never been.
It is long and hard work. But it isn't difficult.
It's simple, immediate, straightforward.
It's what human beings evolved to do – since it was something to do.
It has to be done. We are the only ones able to do it.
This means: X must do it + we are X = we must do it.
Procedural, organicistic, systematic mind.
Psychologists WILL discover it, a time or another.
They have to be taught this by someone else. Until someone else gets it, they won't know.
Even if it is – not only simple and straightforward – immediate, since it's even nearer than 'right before them': it's inside them.
It is sufficient to watch one's mind.
If psychologist did what we said before – choose themselves as Gurus – they wouldn't wait for someone else.
And they wouldn't have wasted all of this time.
If Orochimaru did – he wouldn't have listened to the Snake's skin call.
If Kabuto did – he wouldn't have trusted Orochimaru and follow him to find – himself.
Which thing always made me laugh – where can you be, if not in your mind and in your body?
And how can you be unable to find it?
You don't know where your body is?
Do you believe that parts of you that you didn't create/invent/picture/dream/imagine do exist – somewhere else?
Are you retarded?
You are what you thought you are.
You are what you made yourself.
You are totally under your control.
Not to say, then, that you AREN'T the mind, but the body – that the mind actually DOESN'T exist;
I understand this may be incredible.
Skip it and rewind – then shift forward.
This is the simplest way to handle obstacles.
Or, as a wise man said – point on it and jump forward.
If Itachi knew – if Sasuke knew – if Gaara knew before – if Naruto knew, what would he see in Sasuke?
A leech.
What I personally always thought Sasuke is.
A parasite. A coward. A cunt. A deserter.
Itachi, Orochimaru, Kabuto, et cetera, had only DESERTED themselves.
Gaara did, and resumed himself later.
Itachi – we'll see.
He might resume himself, still – if and only if Naruto applied one of his miracles on him.
Let's hope.
The masked man went away to go to Konoha – he had to see.
A whole life, a whole life.
A whole life wasted away – blown up for nothing – if he hadn't the Kyuubi – the demons – all the demons.
If he couldn't get the Kyuubi…all his plan to make up the original demon – the Kyuubi was the stronger one.
Without him, nothing – a bunch of nothing.
The masked man was puzzled, wasted, bewildered.
He suddenly realized he wasn't able to walk, neither – the rage, the wrath, the anger he had – blocked him.
He let out a scream and knelt down, cursing anything and anyone he ever knew.
He then realized also this: he COULDN'T go in Konoha.
The shield would reveal his identity to the watchmen, who could always remember that time of the Kyuubi.
He had to wait out of the door – for his preys to come out.
He did get in, once – but the Anbu Chief wanted him to. This time he wasn't covered by him.
He had to wait at the door.
HE.
In Konoha the Hokage and the Jinchuuriki were drinking sake with Jiraya, Kakashi and Itachi.
The second day went like the first, and so the third, and so the fourth.
The fifth day, after other trials, all failed - they were all so sad and worried that to liven them up Jiraya had suggested the Sake.
But, totally drunk, Naruto was positing – that they went back to try it once more.
Totally drunk, Tsunade agreed – totally drunk, Jiraya supported them.
Kakashi wasn't drunk and said NO – remembering Orochimaru.
Itachi wasn't drunk – he never got drunk – and did just assume that they LEFT Naruto out – and the others looked for Orochimaru to bring him out.
Naruto said NO, but Itachi didn't listen to him.
It was his turn to avoid listening the other's "NOs" – Naruto had practically mugged him, last time. He was really getting - physical.
Luckily the roles were reversed, and he couldn't rape him.
Itachi giggled – and Naruto laughed – and Kakashi too.
The others stared them, bewildered – what the fuck?
But they didn't have the time to ask – Naruto suddenly stopped laughing, turned serious and looked angrily somewhere.
Still Neji.
But he smiled, passed by them and sat down near Ino.
Naruto went actually mad, but he didn't show it.
'How false! How false! And he – complained – criticized – SASUKE! HE! Luckily that time – he would…I'd have killed him…'
Itachi understood – Kakashi didn't.
He smiled, actually, and looked Naruto – who had to look back and smile back.
But he was thinking:
'Not easy. It's not so easy, with him. He'll never give me up. Jesus…how tiring he is.'
Jiraya turned the cup upside down, to say that it was time to go; and they went.
In the hospital, while Itachi, Kakashi, Tsunade and Jiraya did something strange on Sasuke's body, Naruto was waiting in the hall.
Then he had to pay a visit to the toilets – since, you know – he never drank sake.
He went there, threw up, washed his mouth and looked at his face in the mirror.
He did it more and more often, in the last days, after Neji's thing.
This was actually the face of a doll.
'If I'm going to have this face when I grow up, it is better to make everyone understand that I DON'T want shit coming up.
If I let Neji go on, the coming years it will be a brothel…moreover, it is already difficult enough with the two of them.
Let's go down there to see…'
He went, and didn't hear, nor feel, nor notice – the someone who followed him – with eyes, thoughts and finally with steps.
Yeah, you know. You quite know.
Naruto entered the room and everyone was sitting down, looking upon something – "YEAH, NARUTO!"
Itachi sprang up smiling –
"We took him out of him! This is Orochimaru's thing – he's inside here. It's good for now, tomorrow we'll check it up.
Okay, let's go to sleep now, yeah?"
Tsunade and Jiraya wished them goodnight and went, totally drunk – maybe to pay a visit to the toilets themselves.
Naruto said to the other two there:
"Hello everyone…I think I will sleep here".
Right there, Itachi saw a small explosion in the sky, in the direction of Konoha's gates.
"Deidara! I have to go! Kakashi – come on, you won't die, man – stay with him!"
"But NO – shit…"
He looked at Naruto, who sat down saying:
"I swear I will never drink again, for all my life.
If you want to go, go, Kakashi.
I can stay here alone – there's no one here around…and I'll kill him…nothing".
"Yeah, but I don't think that Orochimaru will come out now alone – you and Itachi thought of the same thing, yeah?
You're afraid of something, or of someone?
Who is the problem, then?
You don't want to tell me – it's Neji?"
"He isn't a danger now.
I used to trust him before, but now it's enough for him to come near.
I'd break him down to piec- Oh, don't mind.
Don't mind.
Never mind, Kakashi, it's alright now".
"Ok. But do you want me to stay or to go away?"
Naruto looked at him, his eyes were void, he held his breath.
He was thinking of 'SASUKE. SASUKE. SASUKE.'
"No…I want to stay here alone…with him".
"Ookay…you're sure? Okay, I go home, so.
Tomorrow morning I will come here. Good night…"
He patted his head, kissed his forehead and went away – or well he tried, but Naruto stopped him and kissed him properly.
Then he left him free.
Kakashi went, giggling like an idiot.
He was surprised of seeing Itachi out of the hospital – waiting for him.
"Yep, I knew you'd left.
I'm here to say you this – the masked man has extorted from Deidara some information.
The strange thing is that he was actually puzzled – Deidara said he actually went mad.
Listen, I thought of something.
Bring the Jinchuuriki out there – you, me and him, and Sasuke.
Bring him in Orochimaru's hideout, there – there must be something we can use.
But we have to be really careful about that man – and I just thought that he could even sneak here inside – he actually did once.
Naruto is alone up there?"
"Yeah, he is.
Who you're looking over, Itachi?
Who's the danger for him?
The masked man?"
Itachi looked at him, silent, and ended up telling him:
"No…Neji Hyuuga."
"I knew…shit!"
Confutatis maledictis – Oro supplex et acclini, cor contritum quasi cinis
