Many Masks
Written By - Treina
IX
Self Conscious Mask of Kisame - Part 1
Kisame was feeling rather lonely on this particular evening. For Kisame, this was a special night, and a dreaded one all throughout his life. Once a year, on this very day, Kisame would lock himself up in his room and not come out. No one would see him for hours, and once or twice, when he would emerge, he looked as if he would be sick, his eyes were wild and frantic, his movements were either slow, or quick and edgy. This was a very embarrassing time for Kisame, as most of the clan would think him weak, this was the only reason why he worked with Itachi, because the Uchiha could care less about Kisame's weird little problems, for he had enough of his own
This night, November the 13th, was the very reason why Kisame had been self-conscious his entire life. He would love to imagine that he was pretty good looking according to his people, but this was not reality. For reasons that we humans could never fathom, Kisame was considered extremely hideous among his people, as well as the humans. If you looked at his brother, who was very popular among the woman, you would not be able to tell the difference, but you and I are human...as where they...are not.
The
sun was setting and he began to prepare for his lonely night, locked
away in his room. Itachi, who had just gotten out of solitary
confinement as punishment for going to Konoha without saying anything,
forgot that this was the night in which Kisame would be alone.
"Oi
Kisame, you don't look to good..." Itachi held a huge, half empty
bottle of sake in his hands, his cheeks were stained pink and he seemed
to be having trouble standing correctly. Kisame sighed; it would be a
long night.
"I'm not feeling to well," he replied, not really wanting to talk about the issue.
Itachi
was a pretty reasonable guy; he kept his nose out of everyone's
business, unless he was drunk. It was as if every part of him somehow
reversed, "well have some of this!" Itachi offered Kisame the bottle,
"it made me feel better."
Kisame looked at Itachi with a blank stare, "no thanks"
"Oh come on Kisame! What's gotten into you?" Itachi was surprised that Kisame refused the drink.
"I told you Itachi, I am not well," he dodged Itachi and went into his room, locking the door behind him.
For a while Itachi stood outside the door, but soon wandered off.
In a way, Kisame was a bit hurt, but more pissed off at the fact that Itachi had forgotten about this night. Itachi was the one person who Kisame had told about this night. Yet he could understand Itachi's absent mind. Solitary confinement was pretty rough, he had yet to see one person go through it and not be a little wack for a few days. Kisame would admit that Itachi was even a little bit more fun to be around after some solitary confinement, but not on this night. Crazy Itachi was not something he was looking forward to dealing with tonight.
He sat down on his bed and looked at the clock, he had about fifteen minutes until his body would begin to react to the night air and moonlight. Itachi sat in the other room, sulking about many things, but one thing he was sulking about was Kisame, surprisingly, he wanted to know what his problem was, why he wouldn't come drink with him, why he wants to just lock himself in his room. But then the memory of last year hit Itachi and he ran to a calendar to see if this was the night, and there on the calendar, marked in Kisame's handwriting was a sad face, "shit!"
"Kisame!" Itachi yelled, banging his fist on the
door, "tonight is the night eh? The only night in the year when your
people search for a mate, its tonight huh"
Kisame did not say a
word, but buried his face into his pillow, he did not want to hear
whatever Itachi was about to say, it already hurt too much.
"Come
out here right now!" Itachi demanded, cursing himself for the fact that
he had completely forgotten about this night. Last year, when Itachi
had told the woman in their clan Kisame's problem, they had made a
plan. On this night, they would take Kisame and find him a mate. They
would pay, threaten, anything to get him one. Itachi continued to bang
on the door, but Kisame would not emerge.
"Damn it Kisame!" Itachi
cursed, storming off in search for a phone, he would have to call Mika,
she was the only one who could help him with this situation. He was
also beginning to think that this was an idiotic idea, so it was
imperative that he talked with Mika, she seemed to be the only one who
would ever be able to convince Itachi that this plan was a good one.
A
few hours went by and Mika showed up, also cursing herself that tonight
was the night. The first words that left her mouth were, "where is he"
"He's still locked in his room," Itachi answered in a stoic manner.
"How
can you be so calm? We're totally un-prepared!" She slid her bag off
her shoulder and walked over to Kisame's door, "Kisame?" She questioned
lightly, but Kisame did not answer.
"Damn it! I can't believe you forgot!" Mika threw a glare at Itachi, who did not move from his position.
"You are not so innocent," Itachi stated, knowing that if he did not call Mika, she would have never remembered.
"I'm
not in the mood Itachi," Mika placed her thumb and forefinger on her
temples, "we need to figure out how to get Kisame out of there"
"We
can just break in and take him..." The Uchiha really couldn't think of
anything else to do about the situation, "either way, we will have to
do it by force."
TBA
