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And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am.
"Iris" - Goo Goo Dolls
"So,"
"…"
"I noticed something before breakfast."
"What w-was it?"
The edge of Konan's lips tilted upwards.
"Between you... and Itachi."
Her eyes widened, "Between u-us...?"
"Yes." A miniscule sly smile.
"What a-about-"
Konan leaned back in the chair that was placed inside her bedroom, cutting her off.
"I have the impression that you might... admire that intellectual Uchiha."
The girl froze like a stone. What if Konan dragged it out of her? What if she planned on telling someone? What if she already had told someone?
If Konan could tell that she did have strong feelings for him... Could the people around her tell?
Could Itachi...?
"I... I..."
Koneko began to panic. Eyes glued to the floor.
Her breathing became heavier. The inside of her lip was swollen, for she had bitten it far too roughly. She had even tore off a corner of her nail.
"Koneko,"
Hearing the woman's calm voice, she looked up.
"Please, Konan-chan... Don't tell a-anyone... I beg of you."
The azure haired woman was taken aback. She was a tad surprised that Koneko opened up so easily to her.
"I haven't planed on it," She gave her a reassuring smile.
Koneko released a long breath of relief. A hand over her heart.
"Thank you..."
"When did you first realize that you did?"
The brunette was quiet for a moment. She thought back...
"Since I c-can remember..."
This time, Konan's gold eyes became wide with question. Koneko observed this.
"Few people k-knew of Itachi-kun where I was from. Back with my fake f-father..."
The woman nodded, telling her to continue.
"When that man b-beat me or yelled at me... No one w-was there... No one was around..."
Koneko sniffled and wiped away a few loose tears.
"And if there was s-someone, they didn't care... But Itachi-kun... He w-was there. Always."
Konan's heart tingled with warmth as she listened to the girl.
"I read a bit about him... And I fell in l-love... He was my comfort and h-hope."
Both Koneko and Konan smiled at one another. The younger brushed away the last of her tears.
"I understand now. You must love him very much."
"Yes... More than m-my own life."
It was silent for a minute or two. Konan suddenly smiled.
The young girl had a gentle heart. Meant to love another.
"You e-especially mustn't tell Itachi-kun or my Father..."
"Yes, of course. Your secret is absolutely safe with me, Koneko-chan."
The brunette slowly smiled; nodding.
Konan pursed her lips,
"I have something to tell you as well..."
"What is it..?"
"I... fancy your father."
"Come in."
The heavy wood door to Pain's office creaked open slowly. She stepped in.
"Father?"
"Yes?"
Koneko's arms crossed behind her back.
"I was curious where you slept at night."
Pain's facial expression was still.
"... It's time I told you, Koneko."
She blinked; confused as he stood from his chair and walked to her. Holding his arm out,
"Come."
….
They arrived in a hidden room inside the tallest tower of Amegakure. There were six angled beds connected to the wall with pipes and wires. A sliding cover was concealing the faces of the six bodies lying there.
"This is the Six Paths of Pain." He stepped over to an empty bed,
"I have been resting here."
Koneko noticed that the pod didn't seem too comfortable.
"You t-truly stay here...?"
"Yes."
She walked around the room, glancing at each body. Completely unmoving.
"It's rather cold in h-here, Father..."
Pain studied her as she came back to stand with him.
"There is one last room I must show you."
He then brought her to another tower to the North.
To the top, they arrived before a huge machine with an incredibly slim man inside of it.
'My real father...' She thought.
"Hello, my Daughter." The man said lowly.
Koneko was silent as she stared up at the man. Her lips were cracked open to a part.
"I must tell you that my Deva Path is not your father."
She nodded slowly.
"I u-understand..."
"Forgive me for not telling you earlier, but I wanted you to become accustomed to Akatsuki beforehand."
"A-Ah. That is why you disagreed when Kisame-kun said that I d-did not share similarities with you."
His lips quirked up, "Yes."
Koneko's emerald eyes focused on the floor.
"I... I am very g-glad that I'm b-back with you..."
"The feeling is mutual, my Daughter."
The two smiled at each other.
"Return to the Akatsuki headquarters with my Deva Path."
The brunette nodded and took hold of the man's hand;
"See y-you, Father. I'll prepare a l-larger portion of dinner for you..." She said, looking over his skeletal like figure.
"Thank you.."
Deidara snickered as he stared at the girl; standing just a bit away from him.
"Prepared, un?"
She timidly nodded, slipping pale gray gloves on her hands.
The two slid into a fighting position.
Sasori crossed his arms as he stood on the sidelines, "Begin."
Deidara jumped into the air; his hands dug into his bags of clay. He pulled a hand out and threw several spiders to the ground.
The clay sculptures quickly crawled toward her.
Her brows slanted downwards as she avoided them all.
Running to the blonde man, she halted in front of him. Her hand; inches away from his left leg.
With one tap, his limb wouldn't move any longer.
"Too late for that, Koneko-chan, un."
Her eyes flashed up to his boyish face. He had a unique look on him.
"On your back." Sasori called from the distance.
She slowly swiveled her head a bit to the right. There, on her back was a clay spider. Ready to blow at Deidara's command.
The puppeteer closed his eyes, "Do it, Deidara."
Deidara watched the girl as she stood before him. A droplet of sweat trickled down her temple.
"No, Danna, un."
His eyes flickered open; slanting in annoyance, "Do it. This will teach her to study harder."
The blonde artist slowly raised his hands to the 'ram' symbol, but felt a sudden stinging in his visible eye.
"Ugh... What-"
He began coughing irritably. After rubbing at his burning eye, he noticed a canister on the ground that was filled with a grained substance.
"What is that... un?" He hacked out.
"Irritant powder. Koneko-chan released it into the air while you were hesitating." Sasori explained, smirking at his student.
Her eyes were downcast, "I'm sorry, Deidara-kun... I just had to p-prove to Saso-"
"It's okay," The man cracked a smile, "but, do you think you could heal me now, un?"
Koneko blinked, then took out her medical pack. Quickly getting to work.
"I have a question though, un."
"Yes...?"
"How were you not affected by the powder, un?" Deidara asked, his hand placed over his eye.
Sasori strode over and preserved the remainder of the fine grains.
"I d-developed an immunity to it..."
She tilted the blonde's head back, then grabbed a tiny bottle from the cloth medical case.
"Try to crack y-your eyes open a little, Deidara-kun," She tilted the little container to his right eye.
He slowly did so. Noticing bright redness, she squeezed three drops into his eye.
"Thank you, Koneko-chan, un." Deidara said, blinking rapidly.
She smiled weakly with a nod.
"It seems that Koneko-chan has won." Sasori spoke.
Deidara's bottom lip hung out.
"Yeah, un..."
The wooden man patted the top of her head as he passed the two, "You performed well today. Continue doing so,"
The girl and terrorist bomber watched him enter the base. The wind blew softly,
"I m-must go as well, Deidara-kun. I have to prepare s-supper."
He smiled, "Alright, un."
Koneko quickly packed up and waved goodbye to him.
She actually did it.
She actually won against a ninja.
Now Konan knows that she loves Itachi. :)
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And Konan likes Pain.
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