Journal 8

It was Kisame. I narrowed my eyes.

"Ah. Amaya." Kisame said walking up to me.

"Kisame." I was ordered to kill him at one point during my ANBU days. I would have to if I didn't get so damn sick all the time.

"Long time no see." He gave a toothy grin.

"Not long enough." My teeth clenched.

"How was last night?" He asked.

"You are disgusting." I said.

"Ha. You're funny, girl."

"Kisame!" I looked past Kisame's body and saw Konan standing there. She was Pain's friend I guess you could say. If that man even considers her a friend.

"Kisame. That's enough." She spat.

"Tiresome, that's what you are." Kisame said.

Konan glared at him.

"You're in for a rude awakening, Amaya." Kisame said.

"Yeah your right, I just woke up and saw your face." I smirked.

"You little-

"Kisame walk away." Said Konan.

Kisame growled at me.

"This must be weird for you." Konan said trying to sound nice.

I glared at her.

"I'll kill you." I said.

"You little slut." She spat. Konan never got mad. She was almost always reserved. Well, she was like that when I had to spy on her.

"Excuse me! Me, the slut? Really? So how many Six Paths of Pain have you slept with? All of them I bet."

"Listen bitch."

"No you listen. How bout you go back to your little toy and get a move on." I motioned her away.

"Pain will get you for this."

"Oh. I'm so scared." I was being very sarcastic and she was not liking it at all. In fact, I was almost afraid of Pain. Key word: Almost.

"That's it!" Konan yelled and rushed at me. So rash, she is.

"Water Jutsu: Dragon Whip!" I shouted. The water was spurting from my mouth. She burst into millions pieces of paper. I threw the kunai I found earlier at her. The kunai went through her and I heard a cling. We both turned around. Itachi was standing there.

"Enough." He said.

"You seriously don't think I can just wait in a room with major threats sitting outside the walls! I mean really? Last I checked I was loyal to Konoha not the Akatsuki. I'm just a prisoner remember?" I smirked. Maybe it irked him so he could take me to Pain. I'd very much like to talk to this man again.

"I said enough, Amaya!" Itachi yelled.

My eyes widened then narrowed.

"Uchiha."

Konan looked at me then towards Itachi. She nodded at him and left me alone.

"Hey! I'm not done with you!" I shouted and ran towards her. Itachi grabbed my leg in mid stride and I fell to the ground.

"What's the big deal?" I yelled.

"Enough!" He yelled again.

"She is an enemy! I cannot believe you really expect me to go along with this!" I saw Deidara and Zetsu walk out of two different rooms. Kisame came out of his room too.

"What is going on?" He asked Deidara.

"The girl is being difficult, yeah." He said.

"It appears Itachi and her seem to have many conflicts." Zetsu said.

"How do you know?" Kisame asked.

Zetsu looked at him. "Oh yeah." Kisame said sounding like the dumb fish he is.

Itachi stared me down as he pushed more of his body weight on my hands and feet.

"Uchiha, what's wrong I thought girl fights turned a guy on?" I smirked. Itachi blushed and Kisame got a pervy smile on his face. He was pressing harder and harder down on my wrists.

"Uchiha. Get off of me. There are men in here that killed my people. Especially that one." I looked at Kisame and glared. Oh, how I hated that man. With a passion you could say.

"I killed too." Itachi spoke.

I glared at him. "You're different." I mumbled. I knew the truth, but half of me still hated him for that too. I knew he was different than the others. He was put up to everything of course to protect Konaha. I really don't like old people. Did I mention that?

"Get off of me Uchiha!" I yelled and spat in his face.

Kisame's eyes widened.

"I've never seen somebody do that to Itachi before. She is very brave." Deidara said happily I might add. I take it he didn't like him.

Itachi was pissed off. He closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them the Mangekyo Sharingan was activated. I was closed my eyes instantly.

"I'm not foolish, Itachi." I said. I struggled around on the ground.

"Enough means enough. Amaya, keep your damn mouth shut." He spat. Cursing? Wow. I'm really pushing him to the edge.

"Oh my, we are pissy aren't we?" I sarcastically stated.

"That's enough." I heard Kisame say he took out his sword.

"I've got this Kisame." Itachi said.

"You're a pain." Kisame said towards me.

"Can't you corporate?" Itachi asked.

"No! You're royally pissing my off Uchiha. Let go of me." I said.

"What happened to before?" He asked. Itachi was losing his steam. I was getting him.

I looked at him. I didn't care he had his Mangekyo Sharingan activated. "That was low, even for you Uchiha."

"If you would keep your damn mouth shut you wouldn't be wanted." Itachi said.

"Wanted? Wanted! Are you serious? You can't be serious? Have you looked in the mirror lately?"

Itachi lost it and slapped me hard in the face. It hurt like hell and it hurt him too. My cheek was burning from it. Score! Maybe I can see Pain now.

"Leave us!" Itachi shouted. Deidara, Zetsu and Kisame dispersed to what they were doing before.

"Amaya. You can't keep doing this." He said.

"Want to bet?" I said. He got up and pushed me into his room.

"Do you think it like this Amaya?" He shouted and slammed the door. He pushed me into the dresser and grabbed me by the arms from behind.

I just looked at him through the mirror. He's never been this mad before. I think I went to far.

"I hate the fact that you can't understand! I want this to stop!" He shouted again.

He started to hurt me. "Itachi you're hurting me." I said. How lame. I resorted to that nonsense. Sigh.

"You hurt me." He said.

I looked at him. "Itachi. I'm sorry. I just can't let these people live. I have a job to do. I know where my loyalties lie." I said.

His Sharingan was still in his eyes. I hated when he left his eyes like that. It made it harder to resist. It was silent when he loosened his grip. He lowered his eyes then looked up. "I love you." He whispered. My breath caught in my throat. I didn't know what to say. I truly did love this man, but my loyalties couldn't live with a murderer and his cult, could they?