UB- (sighs as she watches 'young and the restless' with Itachi)
Gaara- Still no reviews?
UB- (sniffle) No…but two ppl put it down on their favorites…that sorta cool…
Sasuke-Who?
UB- (looks at paper) Ah, lets see…malicious1991…and okami genkai…
Lee- And they didn't review?
UB- Naw…but its okay…at least ppl are actually reading Dragonsinger. I mean, the idea of a songstress in Naruto is a little…
Itachi- (joining the convo due to a commercial) Weird?
Gaara- Why a songstress…? And why yet another dragon?
UB-…cause I'm hopeless…
Sasuke- And…?
UB- (sighs) and…obsessed…
Sasuke- (satisfied) That's right.
Kakashi- (randomly poofs in) Ah, sorry I'm late, I-.
Everyone w/o looking up- Got lost on the road of life.
Itachi- (squeals) Ohh! It's back on! UB, be a dear and grab me that chocolate bar on the couch! (watches tv again)
UB- (throb mark) -.-x … (grabs bar and chucks it at Itachi's head)
WHAP!
Itachi- (rubs head delicately) Oww…
UB- QUIT ACTING LIKE A QUEER!
Sasuke- (falls on his knees) Thank you, sweet Lord!
UB- THAT GOES FOR YOU TOO!
Sasuke- O.o; I didn't do anything!
UB- RAWR! (leaps on Sasuke)
Fight cloud ensues. BAM! POW! BOP! (tortured screams of intense pain)
Sasuke- (tries to crawl out, only to be dragged back) ARRGG! Not the face!
Fangirls- NOT SASUKE'S GODLY FACE!
UB- (does her dragon jutsu) DIE IN A HOLE WITH SPIKES AND NEVER RETURN!
UB' Mom- WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TRANSFORMING IN THE HOUSE?
UB- But mom…obsessed fangirls are in my room…
UB' Mom- Oh…alright…Carry on, dear…
UB- (sick twisted smile) With pleasure…
Gaara- Please, I'm begging you…give this girl some reviews before she kills us all, including me…
Chapter Five- Moonfire
Lenne followed Itachi through the hallowed halls of the Akatsuki headquarters, determinedly staring ahead, focusing her gaze on his back. She had to marvel that his footsteps barely made a sound. After a few minutes of walking, Itachi stopped short in front of a plain black door, one of about ten in a single long hallway.
"This is to be your room. Mine is the one next door." He stated coldly, still looking ahead. Lenne nodded, showing that she understood. Itachi turned around to look at her to properly talk.
"Is there anything in particular you like to eat?" he needed to know so when it came to order dinner. Lenne just smirked, "I prefer living meat, if you get my drift…" Itachi twitched slightly, and berated himself for forgetting she was a carnivore. He turned and opened the door to his room without another word.
"But I will join you at the table…if that's okay…" she offered, worried that she hurt his feelings (ha, fat chance…). He stopped, and sighed, "If you want…I'll find you when its time."
"Where am I not allowed to go?" she asked, nervous of the thought of entering forbidden territory.
"Since you're Akatsuki now, you may go where you please. Just, knock before entering someone else's room." And with that, he shut his door with a click. Lenne sighed in irritation. What an antisocial human…and she was partnered with this guy? Looks like Sharky is gonna have to find himself a new partner. She thought to herself as she entered her own room.
The walls were painted black, the floor made of stone. There was one dresser, one bedside table, and a twin sized bed with a black blanket. Sighing, she took her cloak off and hung it on a peg. Sitting down on the bed, she smoothed her hand over the blankets, which was as smooth as satin. She kept rubbing until her hand felt a hard lump under the blankets.
"Huh?" Curious, she peeled the blankets away until her eyes found the offending object. It was a katana, its sheath and handle black like the blankets that covered it. Lenne cocked a snow white eyebrow, and cautiously picked it up. It seemed ordinary, but Lenne sensed it had a hidden power. Her hand hovered over the handle, reluctant to draw. What if it's dangerous? Fool, it's a weapon, of course it's dangerous… As if on its own accord, her hand grasped the handle. It fit perfectly. Swallowing nervously, she slowly unsheathed it, the blade making a reptilian hiss as she drew it. With a musical ting, it had become free of the sheath. Putting that aside, Lenne marveled at the excellent craftsmanship of the katana. Due to the lack of scratches, Lenne guessed it had never been used. Bringing the blade closer, she examined her reflection. In the blades mirror, she saw how much she had changed in a matter of days, aside form her outfit. Once a proud, untamable soul, she was now apart of a human organization, and under the apparent control of a certain Uchiha. Some degree of control…bah…its called respect…she thought, wrinkling her nose.
But then her thoughts wandered back to the katana she was still holding. Was she meant to have it? Could she have it? Suddenly, her door burst open, causing Lenne to jump a foot into the air, and drop the eerie katana with a loud clang.
"There she is, yeah! I told you Sasori! It's Lenne, the songstress, yeah!" an excited voice was saying. Lenne recognized it belonged to the blonde man she met earlier, Deidara. He strode into her room, followed by a red haired man. Both stopped short when they laid eyes on the fallen katana.
"Did she draw that?" the one called Sasori asked, his face pale. Lenne shifted nervously when they both started to stare. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore,
"What! It's just a sword." She said, bending over to pick it up. Deidara jumped when she grabbed the handle. "You're…not…human…"Sasori breathed, amazed and frightened at the same time. Lenne looked at him coolly, "Excuse me?"
Deidara cleared his throat. "No, he means you're really not human. Humans can't draw that sword. If they do, they suffer instant death…I thought we got rid of it…" Lenne averted her eyes and sighed,
"Well, if what you're saying is true…than…you're right…I am not human…"
"Then what are you?"
Lenne was about to answer, but Itachi suddenly was at the doorway. He focused his gaze on Deidara, Sasori, Lenne, and then the blade in her hand. A smirk of satisfaction appeared on his face, "So, you found that?" Lenne looked down and nodded, biting her lip. Deidara looked confused, as did Sasori,
"Hey, what's goin' on, yeah?" Deidara demanded to no one in particular. Itachi sighed, and rubbed his temples, he was starting to get a headache. Lenne sensed the his discomfort, and decided to explain,
"Well…he and Sharky were under orders to abduct me-"
"WHAT! Abduct YOU! WHY!" Deidara roared in disbelief, even forgetting to put 'yeah' the end of his sentences. Itachi flinched, and he resisted the urge to kill Deidara on the spot. Lenne glared at the blonde man, "I was getting to that…They were ordered to abduct me because I'm a dragon."
The tension could have been cut with a knife and served with a side of bacon.
"Dr-dra-dragon!" Deidara studdered, feeling faint. Sasori whapped him on the head, causing Lenne to twitch in sympathy.
"Ow…that hurt…!" he whined, rubbing the spot where he had been hit. Sasori was about to retort when a peal of pure laughter broke the silence. Everyone stopped to stare at Lenne, who was laughing, clutching her sides in a fit of mirth.
"You guys are funny!" she managed to say, wiping the tears from her eyes as she regained her composure. Deidara blinked, "Really? You think we're funny, yeah?" he challenged, walking up to Lenne, who cracked a grin while nodding. Deidara smirked, and scooped Lenne up in his arms as he proceeded to tickle her. Lenne squirmed in his arms, laughing even harder. It wasn't the high pitched that left your ears ringing, but a softer one that made you stare and think, "what's go her so riled up?"
"Say uncle, yeah!" Deidara teased, still tickling her ribs. "N- never!" Lenne gasped, and activated some of her dragon powers. Her tail appeared and latched itself on Deidara's leg.
"Hey there, yeah!" Lenne took advantage of his surprise and leapt out of his arms onto the bed, her tail still gripped onto his leg. Sasori and Itachi then watched with amusement as Lenne pulled Deidara upwards, causing him to hang upside down at her mercy.
"Hey, lemme go, yeah!" he yelped, arms swinging like a windmill. Lenne smirked, crouching on the bed on tiptoes. She brought Deidara's face close her own, looking him squarely in the eye.
"Say uncle!" she chirped, enjoying every second of this.
"Fine, uncle, yeah! Now will you lemme go?" Lenne's smirk grew, and Deidara's eyes widened, knowing what was coming next,
"No! I meant-! "
THUD!
Lenne's tail merely loosened its grip, and Deidara went crashing to the floor in a tumbled heap. She giggled and got off the bed, putting her foot on a groaning Deidara, tail swishing. Sasori's brown eyes watched it in amazement, "You really are a dragon…"
"Yep."
Itachi cleared his throat, causing everyone to jump slightly and look at him. His Sharingan eyes were upon the sword, watching it as if he expected it to attack him.
"Since the dragoness is apart of the Akatsuki now…she is now the wielder of the sword known as Moonfire." Deidara, who Lenne helped off the floor, chimed in, "Hey Lenne! Try infusing some of your chakra into the sword!" Sasori cocked an irritated eyebrow, "What's that gonna accomplish?" Deidara shrugged. Lenne glanced at sword lying on her bed, blade illuminated by an unknown source. She grasped the handle, ignoring the sharp intake of breath made by Deidara. Focusing her chakra to her hand, she infused it within the cool steel of the sword. At first nothing happened, the blade started to gain a red aura as it…changed color? Starting from the base of the blade, crimson pigment bled into it, not stopping until it reached the very tip, turning the once cold silver steel iridescent red. Lenne, disturbed by the change, sheathed the sword and buckled it by her side.
"Hey, let's get some dinner, yeah?" and with that, he jogged out of the room, closely followed by a cursing Sasori. Itachi, however, merely sidestepped to let them past, eyes still focused on Lenne, who was pulling on her Akatsuki cloak.
"Ready?"
Lenne nodded, and followed him, not knowing what to expect.
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"Oi! Quit stealing my sushi, yeah!" Deidara yelled as Kisame tried sneaking his chopsticks over to his plate. He swore violently, "But I finished mine!"
Itachi glared at his former partner, clearing telling him to knock it off or he'd knock his block off. Lenne, who also received a package of sushi, offered to Kisame.
"Here, take mine."
"Lenne! Don't do that, yeah! You need some food too!" Lenne gave a sad smile, "I already ate this week, its ok." She said as Kisame took the offered package gratefully. Deidara, however went wide eyed.
"This WEEK! Are you on some fad diet, yeah?" Lenne opened her mouth to retort when,
"Leave her alone, Deidara. Dragons don't eat meals everyday. And on the days they do eat, they eat a lot." Itachi looked over to Lenne to confirm that he was correct. Lenne blushed, and nodded, "That's right. Although I'm gonna have to hunt soon…maybe in a few days…"she trailed off, looking up with a curious expression on her face.
The rest of the meal continued without incident, and it became time to retire. Deidara put a warm hand on Lenne's shoulder outside her door. She turned around and smiled, "'Night Deidara."
"Good Night Lenne. Have sweet dreams, yeah?" he said, walking to his room. Lenne smiled to herself, and bade goodnight to Itachi, whose door was ajar. And she could have sworn she heard a "Goodnight" from within.
…I'm not even gonna say it…
THE UNCHAINED BEAST HATH SPOKEN! Or didn't she?