~*~*~Black Ice~*~*~
Chapter 20
I was 100% completely wrong. The Akatsuki only SEEMED human. Seriously… if a person is sad, they cry. If people are happy, they laugh or smile. So if someone were angry, it would at least show on their face, right? Right?
Wrong. This statement was 100% false. The Akatsuki were not human. They merely LOOKED human.
I watched Deidara shout at me. And it's WEIRD. His tone was rough and mean. His voice was loud and accusing. But his face was perfectly calm and without emotion.
Deidara was most certainly NOT human. He was some strange species of demon that loved to grow its hair out and put on a show as a human male. I couldn't even believe I liked him in my world. WRONG!
I sighed and began ignoring everything he said as I cleaned the base. Kakuzu tossed a wrapped at me, and I caught it easily and stuffed it in my trash bag.
Deidara persistently followed behind me.
"I can't believe you spent all that time learning to throw a kunai! You are such an idiot! I can't believe you would sink this low, Hidori."
I ignored him. Now, for my sanity's sake, I repeated the mantra I had formed in the last week. 'My name is not Hidori. My name is Morgan. I was in my 14th day trapped inside the world of Naruto.'
I sighed again as I gathered a piece of dried ham off of the floor.
I rolled my eyes at Deidara's insistent blabbering. I had to repeat this information once a day, otherwise I might start believing I actually AM Hidori…
Another whiny voice joined Deidara's.
"Morgan-chaaaan, Tobi is hungry!"
I sighed and handed the bag to Deidara, walking into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
I looked through the cabinets and pulled out the ingredients I needed for a simple recipe - a pasta dish.
The water bubbled and frothed on the stove as I added the noodles and turned away to make the cheese sauce.
I hummed quietly as I quickly sliced the chicken on the cutting board and threw the pieces in a frying pan. I added butter to the cheese mix and chicken at the same time. Mmm… smelled like my kitchen back home.
There was one thing the base lacked, though… a music source in the kitchen.
My voice stopped humming and I quietly sang the lyrics to one of my favorite songs.
"You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and… stare…
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems… "
My voice stopped. Hey, that sounded pretty good!
I smiled slightly and stirred the noodles once before searching the cabinets for a strainer.
I stopped as I felt eyes on my back.
I turned towards the door and steadily met Deidara's gaze.
His eyes were widened in awe. "… Hidori?"
I sighed and turned back do the cabinets. "Deidara… my name is Morgan."
He seemed to register my words and nodded slightly to himself. "Morgan…"
I gave him a half smile in response. He glanced at me again before turning and walking out of the kitchen.
I strained the water from the noodles and placed a good amount on each plate.
The sauce poured on top of the noodles by another person's hands.
"Get the meat," Itachi said.
I nodded, thankful for the help, and added the chicken before setting the plates on the table.
Itachi poured drinks ready as everyone filed in.
I sat between Itachi and Sasori on the right side of the table. The table went in a clockwise circle like this:
12 - Deidara. 1- Kisame. 2- Hidan. 3- Kakuzu. 4- Konan. 5- Sasori. 6- Me. 7- Itachi. 8- Tobi. 9- Zetsu. 10- Pein. And the other seats were empty, as if guests were coming. Ha.
I ate quietly until I felt eyes on me again.
I looked up to find Deidara's gawking eyes gazing at me in confusion.
I sighed and pushed my plate away.
"Not hungry," I said, and walked away from the table.
Outside of the base, the wind was blowing rather strongly.
I made sure no one was paying any attention to me before running up the nearest tree.
I sighed and sat there, alone.
Time… I wanted more, I needed it… had to have it, or else my mind would give completely into itself and I would lose myself inside it.
Insanity was on the bridge of my mind, I could feel it even now. Using my chakra felt amazing, and the more I used the better I felt. I could give in at any moment… But I chose not to.
I let my mind wander, and I wondered what happened to Drew. At his name I flinched.
Drew, the guy who'd been nice enough to drive me to practice on the day of our wreck.
I remembered the look on his face as we'd come at the tree. Fear and… and worry. After all, I'd been on the side the tree hit.
My eyes closed and I slipped into sleep.
Deidara found her later that night, leaning on the trunk of the tree, nestles among the highest branches. Her chin was pressed to my chest, and her arms hung limply at my sides.
He called to the others that she had been found, carefully lifting her up.
He watched her face as she frowned in her sleep at the disturbance.
Deidara sighed as he led the others inside and to the room he, she and Itachi were meant to share.
Morgan was set down on the bed as Deidara pushed a third bed into the room and set it between hers and Itachi's.
Itachi stared a moment as he opened his book.
The pages did not turn. "Have you realized it yet?"
Deidara thought the question over. "Realized what? That Morgan isn't Hidori?"
Itachi glanced at him. The man in question smirked. "Not quite. She has had years to change. I have no doubt she could."
Itachi raised an eyebrow. "But?"
Deidara sighed aloud, "Hidori… was cruel. And she had no heart in her chest. She didn't like anything but blood. Morgan… or this Hidori… is so different."
Itachi nodded. "I've noticed this as well."
Deidara gave him a quick glare before looking back do Morgan. "You did your research. You know as much of her as I do."
Itachi nodded. "She is nothing like the Hidori you know. No person can change this much. This is my only possible answer," he said, turning a page.
The blond nodded as he changed quickly and lay down on his new bed. His head was positioned just beneath the window.
The stars were gleaming tonight.
"She shocked me today. Her voice… it was nothing like Hidori's."
Itachi frowned. "Sleep."
Deidara didn't grace him with a reply, but soon felt sleep tug at his eyelids.
He had known the girl less than a week. Itachi could plainly see this was a different person through his eyes. Of course, he had yet to make up his own mind about her.
But there was another mystery if she was indeed a different person.
What had happened to the real Hidori?