Zeelee: So... as a celebration of the tenth chapter, I put this in Nagato's view. It was dificult! To write as him but not give to much away...
So you better enjoy. And tell your thoughts.
Do not own Naruto.
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The moment Kisame skidded into the classroom, Nagato felt Itachi tense next to him. Moments later, he found out why. Kuro dropped from the males back, her cheeks rosy and her hair slightly windblown. The sight made a growl build in Nagato's throat. With great effort, he kept calm. Question arose between the two males, their eyes set on their Kuro.
No man should touch her, no one but Itachi and him. The fact Kisame even knew her angered him, even more than it angered Itachi. He could see Itachi's anger bubbling, building. After all, Kuro was only theirs. No one else's. If they could, they would haul her away and keep her all for themselves.
Sadly, such things were forbidden by human law.
"Nagato." Itachi's voice sounded in his head. Nagato couldn't bare to look away from Kuro, so he merely nodded his head to signal he heard him. It kind of hurt when Kuro slipped past them, not even realizing they were in the class. He watched as she trotted over to the empty desk in the back, his eyes not moving from her once.
"She came with Kisame." Nagato stated through their link. Itachi's solemn feeling filtered through into Nagato, making Nagato's eyes darken. They didn't like that. Jealousy coursed through Itachi, filling Nagato with the same emotion. Kuro was reluctant to let them touch her at times, yet she rode on HIS back for god-knows how long.
"You have to remember-She isn't only ours now." Itachi's thought made Nagato scowl. Beside him, Itachi pushed all his emotions back. So instead, Nagato took the lead for them.
"She is ours." Nagato watched as Kisame strode past them, sending them a wink. Then, he did a forbidden thing. He sat with Kuro. Unable to take it, Nagato stood and stalked over the table. Itachi's sigh was the only thing that alerted Nagato he was following him. "Don't sigh, I do know what your thinking. We are linked after all."
"Sadly." Itachi's annoyance was apparent in his tone, as well as the slightly pouty mood that filterd into Nagato.
It made sense, being connected with someone constantly could be annoying. But once it was made, you couldn't go back. That was part of the blood pact. Now, they were closer than any brotherhood. Their very souls were linked. It was all part of the age-old tradition; the sensing of emotions, the sharing thoughts. It was all meant for the battlefield.
"Hey... Don't ditch." Nagato looked back to see Sasori following them as well, his half-lidded grey eyes droopy with sleep.
That's right.
He almost forgot that Sasori was sitting at their table. He was too focused on Kuro's entrance with Kisame. His possessive feelings causing him to only focus on the raven haired girl. Nagato's eyes narrowed slightly. That was dangerous, especially in battle. Sure, Itachi would have his back, if he didn't have the same problem.
Nagato slid into the seat across from Kuro, catching the girls attention. She looked at him, then she looked to Itachi, her lips pulling into a full smile. It made him relax, knowing they were still first in her books. The fact she smiled so kindly at them was proof. That smile was only reserved for certain people, he knew that as a fact.
Sasori chuckled from beside him, drawing Kuro's attention away from Nagato. He glowered.
Kuro's pale petal lips opened, drawing his eyes to the flesh. "Who are you?" Nagato loved her voice, he always had. Although he would never admit it, just the sound of it relaxed him. It was a gentle hum, but held unseen power to it. When they first met it entranced him. He hated her for it. He came to love it, though. Along with the soft, kind, motherly aurora she always had emitting from her, despite her raged looks and lack of social skills.
"Sasori..." The said male lowered his head onto the desk, finding it a good time to take a nap. Nagato stared at the boy for a moment, finding his behaviour ridiculous. After all, who sleeps everywhere and anywhere? Even if it was because Sasori's power was always draining him, the kid could turn it off. But for whatever reason, the kid refused.
"Hey, crazy cat lady!" Kisame slapped his Kuro hard on the back, the thump clear to Nagatos attuned ears. Kuro gasped, making Nagato turn to glare at Kisame. He hated when people other then them touched Kuro, more so if it hurt her. "You know the emo-duo?" The way Kisame was looking at her, it was like he found her to be the most amusing thing in the world. It made Nagato's hands clench in anger, although he carefully schooled his face to its usual mask of stoic nothingness. After all, he wasn't allowed to make Kuro aware of their... intentions. It was something Itachi and him both agreed on. It would be dangerous to tell her right now.
As an after thought, Nagato made a mental note for Itachi and him; they would have to talk to Kuro about their world. And talk to Kisame about his intentions with their Kuro. Of couse, Kisame would be no problem and listen. After all, he was the leader of Akatsuki. Since he was finally back, Pein would hand the role back to him with ease. With that, none of them would even think of laying their hands on her. The thought made a barely visible smirk pull onto his lips.
"They're my close friends..." Kuro trailed off, going silent after. Nagato knew for a fact she was zoning out again, it was a bad habit of hers. Nagato had to resist the urge to shake his head at her antics. She could never be classified as normal, with the way she got lost in her thoughts randomly. It always made him and Itachi wonder what she was thinking.
"Does she do that often?" Kisame turned to Itachi, the raven haired male smirked.
"All the time."
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Zeelee-Vallen. My gawd. That was so hard! You people best of enjoyed it.