So, here goes the tenth chapter! Thanks to those who posted reviews, too.
Warning: Hidan, Shayla, maybe some spoilers and little violence allusions in this one (if you survived Hidan, you'll survive this)
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did, Naruto would have a little fox plushie named Kurama.
"Shayla! So, how was your first day?" Asked excitedly Mia when I entered the living room.
"Awful. My tutor consider me as the reincarnation of the Devil himself, all the students hates my guts all way back in hell because the teachers treats me with respect and all that crap thinking that they'll get on our family's good side, and I declared war to the Slut Queen who apparently didn't got enough the last time we met", I resumed. "Yep, awful."
She stared at me, wide eyes, along with Deidara, Hidan and Zetsu.
"And you, how was your day?" I asked casually.
"Wait, wait, wait, you did what? You declared war?" Repeated Mia, worried. "You know how it ended the last time, Shayla!"
"Bah, I won, remember?" I shrugged.
"And they ended up in the hospital with severe wounds!"
"Just five."
"Out of six!"
"So?"
"You castrated one!"
"I warned him about the vulgar comments."
"The second was paralyzed. He still is!"
"I told him to let me go. Not my fault he didn't listened."
"The third one is suffering of amnesia!" She exclaimed, exasperated. "And the fourth one has been admitted in a psychiatric hospital!"
"God knows how I hated those two."
"The fifth one is in a coma!"
"Tsk, he asked for it." I growled.
"God, Shayla! The sixth one even moved out from the friggin country!"
"Oi, they tried to gang up on me!" I remembered, crossing my arms on my chest. "They searched for it and deserved every ounce of pain they went through!"
"Hell, and here I thought I was the fucking sadist…" muttered Hidan.
"You're crazy, yeah", snickered Deidara.
"As I've heard", I shrugged.
"What could they have done to pissed you off like that?" Asked Zetsu, mildly concerned.
"Long story short, they tried something funny and I didn't let them do as they pleased. They tried to beat me to a pulp without thinking that I would actually returned the favor. Results? The six of them won't ever cause trouble again, end of the story", I huffed, annoyed.
"Hey, kiddo! Ready for your first lesson?" Kisame suddenly arrived, breaking the heavy mood everyone was in.
"Hell yeah! I've been waiting all day to beat you to a pulp!" I exclaimed, relieved at the sudden distraction.
I ran outside, taking my katana with me, and made some reels before facing him in a stance battle.
"Okay, so what first, Fishy-sensei?"
"Attack me."
"What?"
"I need to see what is the extent of your knowledge first", he precised. "Then we'll work with what you know and what you don't know."
I nodded in understanding, and flung myself at him. At the last second, I stopped in my tracks, swirling my feet straight at his face. He blocked the hit, but didn't see my sword coming back to him. Or so I thought. He jumped high and landed farther, in a tree. What a jerk, he used his ninja skills!
"That's so not fair!" I yelled at him. "Come back here, would ya?"
"It was a great strategy. Have I been a lesser man, I would have been hit by your attack", he assured. "But since I'm not, you'll have to do more then that to get to me."
"So what should I do, oh grand and mighty one?" I mocked.
"Don't let your sword that low, or you won't be able to lift it up on time to block a possible attack. Also, I could have broken your leg just now if I had wanted to. If you ever try an attack like this one again, make sure to at least hit something so that the pain was worth it."
He appeared back in front of me.
"Return to your fight stance", he ordered.
I did as so, and he frowned a little.
"It's not as bad as I expected it to be, but it's not good either. If you keep holding your katana like that, you'll not only hurt your arm and your fingers, but you could also hit yourself more than your opponent. Make sure to keep a firm grip on it, no matter what. If you lose your sword, then you're pretty much finish", he explained.
"Okay."
I readjusted my grip on the handle and faced him again. He nodded.
"Way better. Try again."
I went to hit him and realized that my movements were already more flexible and easier to adjust. He simply blocked, and I returned to my stance.
"You already have good basics, who taught you?" He asked, curious.
"No one, I am self-educated", I confessed.
"Seriously? Not bad, kiddo. Not bad at all." He grinned, showing his sharp teeth.
I blushed a little at the praise, but recovered quickly.
"Okay, enough chitchat. Are we going to fight or what?"
He grinned, and took out a simple katana, much like my own. Were was his own sword?
"It's too dangerous to use Samehada, since your chakra reserves are not even starting to become normal", he said, like reading my mind. "Now come on, don't make me wait!"
This went on for a good thirty minutes, where he pointed me all my mistakes and showed me two new faints.
Practicing my hits on a tree, I let my thoughts fly away from the training.
Damn this stupid teacher.
Block.
Her and her fucking remarks.
Feint.
Going all out on me, who does she think she is?
Hit.
Seriously, these other teachers are all fucking scared of me!
Hit.
Treat me like a lady because they think I'm going to tattletale to my parents. Tch!
Block.
No but seriously, what the hell? Can't they treat me like everyone else? I'm not a fucking princess, for Jashin sakes!
Block.
Now all the students hate me, and the few that doesn't are just terrified!
Hit.
As for the Slut Queen, I'll just fucking decapitate her or something… Nan, I'll probably go in jail for that. But I'll make her suffer!
Hit!
And the noise, so much noise… and way too much people… I can't stand it! I can't, I can't, I can't!
CRACK
Startled, I fall on the ground and stared at the tree in front of me. Or, what was left of it. Kisame whistled a little and I looked at the total destruction of the shaft, wide eyes.
"I… I did this?" I muttered.
"Yep. Never though you had it in you, kiddo. What got your panties in a twist?" He mocked.
"Tch, just some stupid pricks at school", I grumbled. "Let just say it was the worst day of my life."
"I can see that", he chuckled. "Come on, Konan called for us four minutes ago."
I smiled a little. Romp myself like that made me feel a little better, but I was worried about the next day and this war crap. Mia was right. The last time I made a war with someone, it ended very badly. Even more then she could imagine. And I couldn't help but think that this one wasn't going to end well either.
We were all eating spaghetti, thanks to Kakuzu –I know, no comments. Who would have thought the miser had it in him? Not me, that's for sure-. But hell, I must admit, it was pretty good.
"I watched your training, today."
Surprised, I turned my head to Itachi, who was watching me with his fucking Sharingan still activated.
"What? Why?" I frowned.
"I was merely curious and, I must admit, you are not as bad as I expected. In fact, I proposed myself to teach you Taijutsu."
Silence. Stares. Silence.
I started laughing.
"Yeah, right. Nice one, Weasel Boy", I laughed.
He just stared at me, and my eyes widen.
"Oh shit, you're serious."
"So?" He lifted an eyebrow.
"That… would be awesome! Oh my god, I'm going to be an awesome ninja, hell yeah!" I exclaimed, excited. "First swordsmanship, then Taijutsu, and I even have chakra! Way to go, guys, knew there was a reason that I loved you!"
Most of them chuckled, and the others smiled.
"So, when do we start, Weasel-sensei?" I grinned.
"Tomorrow, before your training with Kisame", he announced.
In a way better mood then before, I continued eating, feeling light. Who knows? Maybe I could use my katana to draw a little on… with, the Slut Queen? Yeah, that could be fun… for me, at least.
Ah ah, look at her! She is terrified…
Oh crap. No, no, no, not now! Panicking a little, I tried to ignore the voices in my head and concentrated on the conversation –arguing- between Sasori and Deidara.
So, so, young with that… I kind of feel sorry for her… not. Ah, you know what, bitch? You…
I shook my head and tried to focus on my spaghetti.
Come on, stop tormenting her. Let her have her peace for the time being.
Yeah, after all, its not like it is going to last…
I winced a little and, suddenly, all the conversations at the table didn't seem as entertaining as before. It was just noises, buzz.
You should have thought about it before sending one of us in jail!
Gah! Shut up, shut up, shut up!
And once we're done with you, we'll pass to that sister of yours… I bet her screams will be splendid…
I couldn't stay still anymore. I abruptly stood up. My chair scraped the ground, and the silence took place again. I could feel drops of sweats slipping on my forehead. I wanted to run, but refrain myself. I laughed a little, trying to reassure them.
"Sorry, I have err… well I forgot… homework! I forgot my homework, I really have to finish it, see ya later!"
I quit the kitchen, my respiration jerky, and raced down the stairs to the basement.
"Right in the middle of the fucking supper?" I heard Zetsu ask before I unlocked the door at the end of the hallway.
This room was the one the others weren't allowed to go into. Why? Because it was were I could go all berserk and shit without risking to hurt or scare my family. None of them knew what was in this room or what I was doing there, not even Mia.
A dummy against the wall and a punching-bag hanging to the ceiling, along with a few pairs of combat gloves, bandages, disinfectant, a fridge with water bottles and some snacks, and a lot of ice. I was hitting and let off steam every time it was too much for me to handle, like today.
I took off my gloves and started hitting the punching bag. It has been a while since I went here, now that I think about it. Probably because I stayed at the house ninety nine percent of my time, where there is no sound, no images, nothing to remember, no annoying students, stupid teachers and irritating whores, no problems. But now, with the school..
My fists rapidly became irritated and some blood spilled on my hands. Shit, I forgot to bandage them before beating up the poor bag. I stared at the cuts that were covering my skin, the ones that I had just gotten and some that were way older then that.
"Sh… Shayla, hm?"
Horrified, I turned to Deidara. I forgot to close the door behind me. And to see his face, I could tell that he saw everything. Without another word, he closed de door behind him and took the bandages on the shelf, before coming back to me. Still in silence, he took my hands in his –he was wearing fingerless gloves so his tongues didn't hand-raped me- and started disinfecting them, before bandaging them.
When he was finish, he stared at me with serious eyes. And seriously, it's not something that you see everyday.
"What was all that about, yeah?" He asked quietly. "You could really have hurt yourself without protections."
"What are you doing here?" I replied, avoiding the question. "One of the rules was to never enter…"
"The locked room, hm", he completed. "But the door wasn't locked. It wasn't even closed, so I didn't broke the rule, yeah."
"Tch. You are not supposed to be here, and you know it", I snapped angrily.
"Fine, be that way, yeah. Tsk, knew I shouldn't have come, hm…" he muttered under his breath while opening the door.
Already, guilt possessed me. I took his arm, making him stop.
"I… err, sorry, ok? It's just… I have a lot on my mind, and I didn't expected that someone else than me would enter this room", I said, looking away. "Ever."
"So, you going to tell me what pissed you off that much? Is it this war thing with the bitch from the mall, yeah?" He inquired.
"More or less. I just… it didn't ended in a pretty way the last time", I confessed.
"Yah, I heard you when you talked about it sooner. Sadistic much?" he joked. "One amnesic, one castrated, one crazy, one paralyzed, one in the coma and one who moved away. So what? It's not the worst I've ever heard, even though its kind of terrifying coming from you."
"The last one didn't move away", I said in a low tone, half of me hoping he wouldn't hear.
But he did, and frowned.
"What do you mean? You said…"
"I know what I said!"
I sighed, looking away.
"It's just… I couldn't bring myself to tell the truth to Mia" I sighed.
"What do you mean, the truth?"
I hesitated a little, but decided myself. What good would it do to hold it to myself any longer?
"He didn't moved away", I repeated, before looking Deidara in the eyes. "I killed him."
Tan tan tan! The gasp!
*Shayla sweetdrop*:"You enjoy this way too much."
How could I not? This story is amazing, I am fantastic and my fellow readers would kill for the next chapter!
Shayla:"Tch, you wish"
...:"Since when am I so... considered, yeah?"
Shayla:"I must agree with the Play Doh Freak for this one. It's kind of creepy"
Tch, my story, my rules. Just go sulk in the corner with Kisame if you're not happy!
*Walk away to go sulk in the corner with Kisame*
Anyway *sigh* this was the tenth chapter of Akatsuki's storm. Hope you enjoyed!