I only own Nokoribi and Momi all other characters are from Naruto which belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.
"Fucking finally. We made it back to base," Hidan said.
"Well it wouldn't have taken so long if we didn't have to stop every five minutes because somebody had to do their ritual," Nokoribi snapped.
It had taken the three another two days to complete their mission, which was mainly the fault of Hidan.
Kakuzu sighed, "will you two shut up. Or I swear I'll kill you both."
Like to see you try gramps.
"That shut you up. Bitch-cheeks."
Nokoribi stopped. They were now just at the entrance. She clenched her hands into fists.
That. Is. It.
Let's roast him.
Hidan laughed, "what's wrong bitch-cheeks, did I hit a nerve? Or is it that time of month again?"
"You're dead Jashin boy," Nokoribi shouted and sprinted towards him.
Hidan swerved his scythe in circles, "bring it bitch-cheeks."
Neither had realized a crowd made up of the other Akatsuki members had formed at the door. A jeering Kisame and silent Itachi stood, their legs looking slightly less broken. Kakuzu had joined the crowd worried his precious suitcase of money might get damaged in the fight.
Nokoribi smirked at the confusion on Hidan's face as her skin became translucent.
He can't kill something he can't see.
He extended his scythe in front of him swishing it from side to side, trying and failing to connect with his target. Nokoribi dodged the weapon easily and flung some kunai towards his face.
Even if he can't die, we can mess up that beautiful face.
Seriously? You're thinking about that now.
I'm still a woman.
Of another species.
Hidan, annoyingly managed to dodge and deflect the oncoming kunai with his scythe. As well as now having a general idea where Nokoribi was, to make things worse her Spectrum Skin was beginning to wear off too. Her silhouette was just visible so he charged with manic laughter and all.
"This is for the fucking medical bills," he shrieked.
Nokoribi jumped out of the reach of his scythe's first swipe but when it was drawn back, her body had only just become solid. Her ankle was left with a large gash giving Hidan the blood he needed.
Shit.
You'll be fine as long as you keep the idiot busy. He needs his circle thingy, remember.
Nokoribi's hands quickly moved. Dog. Rat. Tiger.
This should keep him quiet.
"Fire Style: Flame Hurricane," she yelled.
The air around Hidan suddenly burst into a spiral of fire completely engulfing his body. Among Hidan's yelping and sizzling Nokoribi could hear sympathetic 'ouches' from the crowd. She looked at their faces triumphantly.
Hidan though being the crazed psycho he is, ignored the pain his charred skin was feeling and charged through the spiral. His scythe ready in hand. Nokoribi saw him coming, as well as his cursing and hysterical cackling being a sure sign. But as she turned to block the oncoming attack, she froze.
That chakra can't you sense it?...it's evil.
Momi, I don't care. Hidan's going to…
The scythe smashed into her unmoving body, luckily piercing her side rather than any vital organs. Nokoribi collapsed and hugged her wound.
I've never felt anything like that before. It was awful.
Well, a scythe to the side wasn't particular pleasant either.
Hidan stood over Nokoribi, "Now what bitch-cheeks? I think the ecstasy of your death will help repent your sins against me."
His scythe was now replaced by a long spear which was raised in the air.
What freaking sins is he on about? The whole money thing was Kakuzu's fault.
But you did just set his gorgeous body on fire.
Will you shut up about his hotness.
So you admit it.
For God's sake. No!
The spear plummeted towards Nokoribi's chest and Hidan's sniggering echoed among the silent Akatsuki crowd. But there was one member missing.
Crack.
The weapon suddenly dropped from Hidan's hand and landed just beside her head. Kakuzu had jumped behind his partner and wacked him round the head with his 'precious' suitcase. Hidan fell to the floor but only to have his hair pulled by Kakuzu as he dragged him away.
"You have already cost me enough money, you idiot," he grumbled on his way out.
Konan fluttered beside Nokoribi, her body half made up paper.
"Welcome back," she said, "I will take you to your dorm."
Freak.
Says the chakra beast who has a fetish for humans.
Nokoribi had got to her feet, although cautiously and followed the trail of paper Konan left behind as she floated. The rest of the Akatsuki members had dispersed and only Pein, Zetsu and a man Nokoribi was not familiar with were left.
"Hey girly," Zetsu spoke, "this is our subordinate. Tobi. He isn't very tasty, one of the reasons he's still our subordinate."
She looked at Tobi. His face was covered by an orange swirling mask.
Momi suddenly cried out, it's him! Ahh, run for your life.
The shock of Momi's shrieking made Nokoribi scream herself and jump into the air. Konan and Pein looked at her with somewhat disbelief.
"Did Tobi scare little girl? Tobi so sorry, he is a good boy really," he bounded up to her, pushing his face right in front of Nokoribi's, "I promise."
"I can't believe you screamed at this guy. My exact thoughts. We are much more fearsome. We eat people for goodness sake," Zetsu murmured.
Hmm…maybe I was wrong.
You think.
Konan pushed Nokoribi forward, "…moving on. Your room is just over here, it's close to mine and Leader's so if you need anything just ask."
Whoa, whoa hold on a minute. Paper face is dating that ginger ninja who has my creator's eyes? Really? She doesn't deserve him.
And you do? Please shut up Momi.
"I'll leave you to explore and get comfy," Konan opened the door then glided away.
The room was fairly small and plain. A single bed sat in the corner with a cabinet at its side. The walls were made from stone like the rest of the base.
All this 'exploring' is making me tired.
Sleep then. At least I would finally have some peace and quiet.
Nokoribi slumped onto the bed kicking off her sandals. It was strange to think about a week ago she would have been in that prison still. Not even knowing what a proper mattress felt like. She snuggled her head into the pillow.
Her hands were raised above her and she observed her palms. Two slits ran across the centre, golden stitching had sewn the two sides together. A spiralling circle was scarred in the middle of her hand. A seal.
Although this seal never prevented her from using what was hidden within it, to do so a sacrifice had to be made on her part. Generally a mass of her own flesh or blood, a deterrent in case Nokoribi decided to rebel. Not that it helped the village when she did escape. However in the past it had been released to allow her to practise with her upgrade.
But that had happened twice in her life. She cringed at the memorys. The second had been the last time she had ever seen that young man with the pony tail, not that it matters now.
It was the worst experiment she had ever been put through. If you could call it that, it was just plain torture. And now she can't even use it.
"Stupid seal," she muttered, "wait a minute..."
Momi, seals are released when the sealer says so or if they die, right?
Majority of the time, she replied sleepily.
That means this seal is now ineffectual.
I know. Ever since we left the village I've known.
Why the hell didn't you tell me?
Meh it takes effort besides you were busy with escaping and killing people. I was going to mention it later.
Nokoribi sighed, shall we try it now?
No. Just wait till morning I'm going back to…ZZZ.
Typical…
Sometime in the Early Morning
Nokoribi, wake up. There is someone in our room.
You mean my room and I know I can hear breathing. It's close.
She peeked, her eyelids twitching slightly so she could see. All she could see was orange. Nokoribi blinked. Tobi was at her side his masked face hovering just above her own.
"Tobi," she paused, "why are you in my room?"
He coughed, "sorry Nokoribi. Tobi didn't realize you were awake. In fact Tobi says you were never awake."
"What are you talking about?"
His voice deepened, "Tobi was never here. It's just a dream."
She rubbed her eyes, "Tobi I'm awake…wait where did he go?"
Nokoribi sat up, but the room was empty of any orange masked man.
That was weird.
Oh well, he's gone now. Let's just sleep.
Alright then, Nokoribi said trying to keep one eye open as she drifted off to sleep.
Nokoribi, get up.
Why now, is Tobi back?
Nope. It's morning, I think.
Nokoribi stretched, I guess it's a good enough excuse.
She gazed at her hands and a smirk spread across her face, as she remembered her plan.
Let's do this thing.
"Release," she whispered.
The string fidgeted beneath her skin and gradually tugged free of each stitch. The seal scar faded from her palm a sure sign she was free of it. The golden thread now lay on her lap. Nokoribi's palm peeled open. Gazing up at her were two red eyes, three tomoe in each one dotted around the edges.
That's strange.
I noticed too. They feel different... like they need more chakra.
Suddenly they began to dart around frantically and Nokoribi gasped. Her chakra was now totally concentrated in her hands. She gawped with confusion. Before her eyes the tomoe had morphed into black spiky circular patterns within each eye.
A Mangekyō Sharingan.
