My computer decided to deleted more than half of this chapter right as I was saving. Then it refused to charge for, like, 4 days. I was pissed, to say the least. Whatever. I feel kinda bad about how long this took to post. Dumb computer… Anyways, this is that and that is this, so ENJOY!


Silence reined before an ear-splitting screech echoed through the air.

"WHAT?!" Same screamed.

"You heard us. We think you should be split up." Zetsu replied calmly, a grin on his face.

I dropped to the ground, Same's shouts of protest. Why was this happening? After I finally found someone who knew me- almost better than I knew myself. After I had found someone who wasn't afraid of me, someone who loved (A/N This is not a girl x girl FanFiction, so if your having nasty thought, keep them to yourself. _) me.

"No! You can't separate us! You have no idea what your doing!" Same screamed.

Then it all came rushing back in. The cold facade broke. I stood up, slowly. It felt like I was made of glass, and one more word of misfortune would shatter me. Same was the only thing I loved. The only thing I truly knew. And now they were taking her from me.

"Why?" My voice was cold, deadly. Same stopped her rant to stare at me. she had never heard emotion in my voice before, I noted in the back of my head.

"It's getting dangerous for the Akatsuki. We wouldn't want any information to slip, now would we?" His mouth twisted into a cruel grin, and I met his gaze.

"No, I suppose we wouldn't. Wonderful Same and me have never failed an information mission, isn't it.?" I glared at him, my hand twitching towards my scythes, longing to feel them ripping through his skin, hear the tortured cries that accompanied pain.

He turned away. "This isn't up for discussion. You are being split up, whether you like it or not. Kakuzu and Hidan will be at the nearest trade post (A/N Is that what it's called? That place where Kakuzu "gives away" his dead bodies?) tomorrow afternoon. Don't be late."

He sunk into the ground and I pulled out my scythes and threw them into the sand where he had been standing. Damn it. How could this happen?


I joined Same in her killing that night. It was wonderful, to see the people's frightened faces as I held my scythes to their vitals, a sadistic sneer imprinted onto my face. Their screams littered the cool dawn air, as me and Same sat just outside the gates, letting sand whip our hair (A/N back and forth! XD) around our faces.

"What do you think it will be like, traveling with Kakuzu and Hidan? The zombie duo, huh, I guess you'd fit right in." Same's weak attempt at a joke rolled right off me. I looked at her, tired, watching her stormy blue eyes slowly become less bright. Almost like the inch of soul she had recovered was being swept away. I'm sure my eyes were the same. As much as I hated to admit it, she would need her foxes while I was gone.

I stood, walking past her, barely managing to utter a "goodbye, Same." in my forlorn state. I started running, leaving nothing but dusted sand and a couple broken hearts behind, stained in the blood of Same and mine's tears.


I arrived at the trading post a bit early. I sighed and laid down on the hardened earth. And waited. I think I fell asleep at some point, 'cause what happened next didn't make sense. I heard a voice.

"Wake up darling, it's okay. Just a nightmare. I'm here. I won't ever leave you. Come on baby, wake up." I opened my eyes, sitting up and gazing at the young woman who was calling me. She was turned away from me, so I couldn't see her face. I stood and walked over to her. She was comforting a child. I fell back, a loud gasp escaping my parted lips.

"Mom." I whispered. There she was, clear as daylight, soothing a young child. Me as a child. I saw my tear stained cheeks, and thought blindly how she must of felt having that horror stricken face staring back at her. Suddenly, the picture changed. I saw Same, standing over her parents, a crazed look in her eye. The one the foxes gave her. She turned towards me, eyes fading back to the broken look I was so used to seeing.

"Why?" she asked. "Why did this happen? Is this all I have to live for?"

I walked forward, crouching next to her. I studied her parents for a minute before looking back to her. She was still watching me. Normally, seeing the dead or killing brought unrelenting joy. Now all I felt was sadness. Now all I wanted to do it die, to end it all. Wouldn't that be so much better than living in the broken world? Where you either went one way, or died. Where death like this was an everyday occurrence, children orphaned so often they were barely paid any mind? The scene changed again. Same was standing there, with me, as children. She took my hand and ran off into a meadow. So joyful.

"... YOU DAMN OLD MAN!" A loud voice interrupted my dream. I sat up, glaring at the two Akatsuki members walking up to me.

"Yo. Are you the pussy ass f*cker we were supposed to meet up with?"

I lessened my glare, standing up to walk in front of him. I met his gaze bordly, and spoke in my usual monotone.

"Yes, I am, you damn stripper."