Character 9:
Just Following Orders
Previously:
"No asshole, I wasn't flirting with you," I saw his muscles tighten, as I continued. "I did it because I've read so many FanFictions of OC's stabbing you, and wanted to see what it's like! Why would I ever want to flirt with a jerk like you?" He seemed to frown at my last comment, but I didn't care. Who was he to think I was even the slightest bit interested in him.
"Ha, oh really. You feel that strongly..." He stood up abruptly and walked to the door, "Well, Bitch! Hurry and get your fat ass up!" As he opened the door he yelled "I'm fuckin' hungry!" Before slamming the door behind him.
"It must be lonely being here alone, when do your parents return from filming?" Konan asked. We had already finished breakfast and were all at the table chatting.
"In another month, and it's actually not that bad being here alone. I'm out most nights anyways or have a few of my friends over." Heather may have been my best friend but she wasn't my only friend.
"What do you do at night, un?" Deidara was seated next to me along with his partner. To my other side was Konan, who chose to sit beside me rather than with Pein at the other head of the table. Tobi was on the opposite side as well. He didn't talk to me anymore when he was 'Tobi,' and I was thankful, because I didn't want any type of communication with him after our last endeavor. Even though the cut had almost completely healed over night, I still kept my distance.
"Obviously not work since your riding on mommy and daddy's money." Sasori still joined us, though he didn't eat, probably to be polite. Though I wish he hadn't. He was such an annoying person to be around, the manga never described his obsession with time. While I cooked he would come in every few minutes to ask when it would be finished, as if he was going to eat. Then he would say a little remark about how slow I was before he left. It was beyond irritating. He acted as if he was always in a rush or had somewhere to be. Like seriously Sasori, where are you going? Your are not in Naruto anymore.
"Actually Sasori, I make my own cash. So I don't need their money." I glared at him and then turned my attention to Deidara, "Well, I get paid to go to clubs and promote them, but I don't really like the club scene, so I don't do it often."
"How much do hey pay you?" Kakuzu grumbled. Of course he wanted to know.
"Hmm, Around $250."
"Cheap."
"Thousand."
His eyes widened at the thought of being payed so much money just for showing up at a place. "Nice."
I cleared the table, and packed the dirty dishes into the dishwasher . As I was opening a can of food for Pooches Pein walked into the kitchen.
"Kami," He waited until I turned to face him.
"Yeah?"
"Has Hidan talked to you about his behavior from yesterday?" What, how did he know?
"Um, yeah earlier this morning before breakfast, how did you know?"
"Well, after Kakuzu told me about his actions, I spoke with him and ordered him to make peace with you. What he did was out of line, especially since your allowing us to stay in your home. The least he can do is respect you and your rules."
So Pein was the reason for Hidan's odd apology, and to think he was actually doing from his own conscious. He left after I thanked him for playing peace keeper and I went over to the library. I had received a script from my agent for a movie role a couple days ago. Before I accept anytime of acting role, I like to research my character so I know if I can bring the script to life. Sometimes I get scripts to play some bimbo sex-symbol so that the male who watch the movie don't get bored half way, but I always declined. I never liked those types of women in the movie, the poor beautiful actor whose only role is to wear revealing outfits while the male lead saves her life. I liked to be the strong powerful female in the movie, who live or die had the audience missing her wit and dry humor, because that to me was the most attractive thing any woman or man could be. My mother taught me that lesson when I first started getting bigger roles two years ago. She wanted me to be seen as an honorable actress.
On my 16th birthday my mother sat me down and said, "Kami, I want you to start thinking about what you want to be in this industry and how you want to be seen as. This isn't the job for the kind hearts, you need to grow cold to gossips and rumor. Stay focus on what you want. If you want to be seen as a respectable actress then take respectable roles, not the busty blonde that dies in the next scene. You are what present yourself to the world, so rely on your skills and raw talents, not your looks. Your a beautiful girl, but be more than just a pretty face with a body." My father agreed, telling me "Kam-Kam, be the Angelina Jolie not the Megan Fox." My mother laughed at this, "Haha, Alright Ribeiro, you've drank enough for tonight. And Kami, just remember that either way, we both love you and wish only the best for you no matter what role you pick, or what you decide to do with your life.
When I entered the library, I saw Pein in the armchair with a book in his hands. He looked up and nodded in my direction, I returned his greeting with a small smile and he bowed his head back into his book. Kakuzu was seated in a desk seemingly counting his money, didn't he ever get tired of doing that? He too gave me a slight nod, but returned to his counting before I could reply. Konan was seated on the couch forming origami with colored paper. She was so focused in her work that she didn't look up as I approached her. The different shades of blues and greens all seem to fit beautifully as she added bits of white to her piece. I wonder what she's making?
"It's a bouquet of Blue Roses" She answered the question in my mind.
"Wow, Konan it's amazing, it doesn't even looks like it's made of paper!" It didn't, She had perfected the art of origami so well that it no longer looked like a bunch of cut out papers, but the real thing.
"Thank you," She replied, glancing at me with a smile before looking back at her art.
I made my way to the back of the library to where the computer was, disappearing behind multiple rows of shelves filled with books. My father loved books, of course he hadn't read all the ones in the library because there was far too many, he filled all the shelves with books that he had even the slightest bit of interest on reading. My dad has this room on his bucket list, planing to read them all before he dies. The library was his version of a man cave, claiming that just being here gave him ideas for new movies.
I took a seat at the desk and turned on the computer, while I waited for the device to wake up I felt the vibrations of my phone buzz in my bra as I received an incoming call. Hey, I didn't have no pockets. I pulled it out and saw that it was my agent.
"What's up, Jen?" Jen has been my agent ever since I told my parents I wanted to be in the industry. She booked me my first role when I was younger and has been here ever since. She is a single mother of two twin boys, who've I've met a few times, though she doesn't bring them often since she likes to be professional. I liked her boys, they were always tons of fun.
"Hey Kami, just checking in on you on the script that I gave you, have you done your research yet?"
"I'm in the library doing it right now."
"Good, I know I disappointed you before, but I think you'll like this role."
"Alright thanks, I'll let you know by the end of the day." We exchanged goodbyes and I return to the desktop, placing my phone back in my bra. The screen had finally loaded so I clicked onto the to web.
"What was that device you where using?" Itachi said making his presents known,from the corner of the room. He was sitting casually in an armchair with his legs crossed at the ankle and book in hand. Next to him on an end table was a pile of seven to ten books. Each looked thick like dictionaries, with pages of at least a thousand words. Was he planning to read all of those?
"Oh, um... this?" I pulled it out again and held it out for him to see it, "It's a cell phone. You use it to communicate with another person who may be far away from you." I had the latest Samsung Galaxy phone, people tried to convince me to get an iPhone but I wasn't a fan of Apple technology. Samsung is the best brand, hands down.
He set his book down and stood up, then took the few steps to close the distance we once had.
"May I?" He asked with a hand out. I placed the phone in his hand, my fingers touched his skin in the process and I felt heat wash over me from within. I turned away, thinking that he would tinker with the phone in his seat. But he didn't, he found a new seat at my desk in the chair next to me. Oh, Great,I thought sarcastically.
